I came to the epiphany last night that there is no good job for me. I am unhirable, to a certain extent. Inside of me is the desire to work 8-5 and just go home, be a dad and a husband. Yet I want a job where I can pour my life into my work ('cause I will anyway).
I do believe this is a greater cause of my depressions. I am incapable of co-existing with myself.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Unemployment
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But maybe your self is capable of co-existing with you.
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