journal, day 28

It's been a year. I didn't go to the military and I probably can't. I don't think I want to. I made a lot of friends since I moved out of my mom's house. I don't know what else to write.

This week hasn't been very good and I keep crying. That's all I have, I guess. I've called out of work for the day and I'm hoping I don't get fired. I'm really screwed if I do get fired.

I want to feel okay.

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