After leaving work for the second time, since going to the hospital, I’m afraid I may not have a job much longer. They may fire me for my attendance. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I’m sorry for having so many problems. I’m sorry for not being a good employee. I’m sorry for letting everyone down.
I fear that if I lose this job, it would also only be a matter of time before my boyfriend’s mother sends me back to my mother’s. I’m almost 23 years old and I can’t seem to get my shit together and just be an adult.
I go back today to find out what’s going on…Maybe I should go ahead and find another. I just want to find my place in this world. Yet it seems like it does not want me to. Am I destined to live out the rest of my days in my mother’s house? I don’t know. I really don’t want that. I love my mother to death, and she’s there when I need her, but I want to be out on my own….