i have been saying that im gonna resign for over a year now. heck, my dad thought ive already resigned. its a compounded and complex reasoning but it all boiled down to the fact that i am now completely unhappy. miserable even. imagine how worse it has become: when i was living with gerald, he’d find me all dressed for work but cant leave; i thought i was that sad already. now i let it get uglier than that. before, i was okay with just being the designated loser. im now a self-loathing-depressed-and-soon-to-be-sponging-on my-sister loser.
i also hated the fact that im leaving here with hatred to the very core of my soul. i hated more that i let the cancer of bad attitude of cliques ruin me. i have gotten to the point where i can no longer take anything and just wanted to walk away from 8 years. maybe thats the theme of my life. nothing can last 8 years. my breaking point and theres nothing beyond it. but thats just coincidence, i guess. theres no cure for this and theres no way to ease the pain im feeling. no drug or words can comfort me anymore. theres no goin back to the way things were. and since i am (still is) the bad egg, i had to be thrown away. i do not want to see the day where i have to throw a bitch fit just so someone would hear me out.
its time i get the fuck out of this place. i will not forgive myself if i completely let people disrespect and laugh behind my back. i cannot live like this anymore. and i can even give up the mediocre salary that this job has provided me.
i do not care what people around me say or think. all i want to do is properly resign and be on my way to live my shitty life away from all the cancer and drama.






