This is mainly about my job and how much it affects my life. I hate spending 8 hours a day in an office, for things I don't care about, making shit money, and j get treated like an asshole. I can't take the hour long drive every morning and night. I make enough money-combined with the stupid fucking bills I let my dad talk me into and my school loans-to live in the ghetto. I'm not sure anyone knows it around here, but I live in the Germantown section of Philly. It's crackheads and gun shots everywhere, I have to drive to do anything, can't walk around, can't feel comfortable. I hate my job with no one to connect to (I'm 15 years younger than my only buddy and the only two near my age are going to own the company cause they're family). I don't know how to do this, most mornings i just sit in bed and smoke weed and cry before I go in. Most days I leave, I have to smoke before I can even operate a car and again, tears stream down. I know I'm just bitching but I can't confide in anyone, I can't mention it anywhere. I hate my life.