As you all know, or should know, I started a new job this week.
I was pretty excited. It looked like things were starting to get better.
I was so very wrong.
The new job is dreadful! I’m more miserable than before, and I’m not sure how that’s possible.
However, there’s a chance of things getting better but, at this point, I rather not have expectations. Expectations are wicked and exist only to hurt.
Why does happiness elude me?
*e ganhe 10% de desconto na primeira compra!