the exodus is here

i can't believe mr peck's european tour started yesterday and two weeks from now i'll already have been to my shows, i'm sooooo nervous i'm still not quite sure i'm gonna survive this like ....... mr peck??????? in the same room as me??????? not once but TWICE???????

i talked to my manager yesterday about all the things that have been making me unhappy (and it also isn't the first time i brought all of that up) and she said she's aware of most of it, and she promised me to talk to our head of department (who's also aware of everything because i also already told him ... years (????) ago) and i know nothing is going to change in the long run but i do feel a bit better today, and i know i still want to quit even though i feel slightly bad about it

had the worst weekend in years, have to go into work today and talk about all the things that are contributing to my deteriorating mental health knowing full well nothing is gonna change

i love my brain sometimes lmao even after i decide i don’t care about my job anymore and i will definitely quit within the next six months and that until then i can’t be bothered to do more than the bare minimum my brain is like “oh but why not spend the entire weekend blinded by rage” like shut up 😩😩 i really don’t care anymore, that should be enough

can’t believe work has gotten so bad they actually got me sending in application for other jobs