11 Hours and Counting...

I've officially been unemployed now for 11 hours. I am beyond exstatic about not working at Firestone Financial any longer. I really did truly enjoy some of the people but as most of you know, I loathed every second of every day while I was in that office. It honestly felt like I was dying at times. I fell into a depression for about a year, I was no longer finding joy in my personal life or my relationships. I was loathsome to many people including myself, it just perpetuated this place that was obviously inside of me but never triggered until I was neck deep in that environment. So, I had no other choice but to leave to save myself and my sanity.

In case you are wonder, come Monday morning I will not be heading off to my new job, I will instead still be unemployed. I have plans for Monday though, don’t you worry. I have a meeting with a recruiter (no not an Army Recruiter retard) and I need to file unemployment on Monday. Busy day! I plan on spending this new found "free" time finding my creativity again. My mini-depression episode drained every ounce of confidence and creativity I have so I need to tap back into that outlet to once again be the man I want to be.

I was watching Dinner for Five on IFC tonight and Carrie Fisher was on there and she said something that I found incredibly apropos...

"If my life wasn't funny it would just be true, and that's unacceptable."

Amazing quote from a mentally insane dependency freak but none the less, amazing.