And though Steve managed to give me a +1 for finding out I'm getting $400 back from state taxes...
I'm not feeling great.
Woke up this morning and discovered that I'd not yet gotten the pay raise from my "promotion".
Which... I guess doesn't matter. Because raise or no, promotion or no, I'm still doing the same shitty work.
At this same...
Place.
I lasted longer than I thought I would here—was initially gonna quit last November—but I think I gotta go.
Even without a follow-on job lined up, I think...
I think I need to leave.
I do in fact want to die.
Or at least, I'm tired of living.
But I don't want to give this place the pleasure of being the thing that kills me.