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The cherry is broken.

3 Apr

I spend nearly two hours commuting to my temp job each way.  Two hours in the morning.  Two hours at night.  I spend the time in between doing some glorified data entry for a financial institution. 

 In a former life, I had two master’s degrees from a top-rated public university and a consulting gig at a pretty well-known marketing firm.  I quit that gig because I hated the commute.  I moved in with my girlfriend to save money but sat around doing nothing.  I was desperate for a job and this temp job opened up.  My commute is about the same time but my pay is 33% less. 

I’ve been unhappy for a long time.  In my career and educational choices.  With my body.  In my relationship.  My ex-girlfriend accused me of a being a stressful person.  I denied it.  She was probably right.  My father is a bit depressive.  I inherited that from him as well as his weight and receding hairline. 

 The above story about my temp job is emblematic of my life: I make a decision with best intentions but, ultimately, end up in a worse off situation.  I’m writing this blog mostly for myself because I desperately need to make a change in my life: I want a career, a better body, happiness with my family, and I want to find true love where I feel completeness.

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