Retail is hell and hell is retail.

Just having some thoughts about work. I work retail if you couldn't tell from the title. And it's DRAINING MY LIFE FORCE FROM ME. I'm currently working part time, but looking for a better full time gig and I think once I get that, I'll start feeling a decent bit better mentally. I won't be running around opening boxes, putting things on shelves, going up and down a ladder, wreckin my legs. I know I could have it way worse, I know. But I wanna be able to support myself better and I have someone I'm becoming so serious about- who I already am serious about, really!! I can't be that great of a boyfriend if I'm workin for peanuts, essentially. But on top of barely paying, it's just soul sucking work.

I would honestly prefer an office job over retail. (My biggest dream is to work on films cause of course I wanna be in the arts, probably like everybody else on this website.) I know it sounds so boring, but I'd be concentrating typing away, probably playin music in my earbuds, doin my tasks. I know I'd probably get sick of it, but maybe it's my autism that works so well with that typa thing. I love sittin and typin. That's why I'm doin this. Ramblin my thoughts out and listenin to the sound of keys. Maybe that's another part of it. Stimming. Anywayyyyyyyyy, this has turned into literally nothing, I am baked rn. Baiiiii <3