All I got to do is pass my drug test. I’ve been clean for two months*pats myself on the shoulder * Ehh, its good I guess. Sober living seems do-able. Tested myself some weeks ago. Still came out positive.
Freaking out a little cuz I don’t want to get fired.
You can’t smoke pot and do your job? I fucking excelled on everything while on the reefer so it doesn’t make any sense.
“Ooh look at me, I’m a pothead and I’m gonna face the fuck out of this whole store, treat every customer like fucking royalty, and scrub the bathrooms so fucking clean, a nun’s piss won’t compare to its cleanliness…don’t hire me. I love weed and can still do my job and more.”
Pssh, over it
In communications class we learned about confronting. And one major thing was “is it even worth it?”
Is something worth bringing up? Can you take that risk on losing a friend, a loved one? Will it even make a difference?
In order for there to be a resolution to a problem, both sides have to want to fix it.
It really made me think about my current situations. I’m not sure if I should bring something up because is it even worth it? I know it’ll never stay off my mind if I don’t clearly state how i feel. Do my feelings not matter? There has been some closure, but not enough for me to be truly satisfied with the outcome.
Should I leave things as they are, or it is it even worth it to mention this?
God, please make this go away.
I use to post such depressing things on here for a long time. I’m so happy that I don’t feel like this as much as I use to.