I'm at the point now where I only leave my room if it's to go get coffee, force myself to work out, briefly shower, work, force myself to eat... and that's about it. I'm likely to be fired from one of my jobs because I'm not an obedient little bitch and am not completely OK with being fucked over by unethical work practices and dealing with a sorry ass cheap ass manager who is terrible and overbearing; and being fired is BEST case scenario btw... usually what happens is I'm worked out of the place to the point I'd either quit or in hopes I break down and fuck up so bad they don't have to pay unemployment. All I do is watch movies I can relate to and listen to depressing songs that are usually suicidal. There is really no reason for me to live on. One less minimum wage wannabe-rockstar horny manic piece of shit waste who couldn't be a square-ass yuppie conformist if he tried... or even some 2nd-rate wannabe-elitist hipster waste... The only positive? Even at my worst right now, it's still better than how I felt at my short stint in college; the worst period of my whole entire life and the only thing worse than that was when my dad died. /another pointless rant.