Ever since I quit the hospital, life’s been rough; life to be exact. School is taking up 85% of my time yet I have to find a high paying job that allows me to pay for school and help at home. Do people realize how exhausting that can actually be? Maybe taking 5 classes wasn’t the best choice this semester but I really want to be through with this as soon as possible.
I started off working two jobs meaning I would get off at 5 from the hospital and run straight to the next one to be there by 6:30-Miami traffic permitting. How long was I working? Fourteen hour shifts was the average on a daily basis. For lunch I’d have sleep. I lost a good 15 pounds while on the self sabotage journey. I didn’t do it because I wanted to. My favorite comment from people is the, “Wow I could never! I admire your commitment!” Yeah well, I wish I didn’t have to commit to it. I worked both jobs to ensure stability in the steakhouse and make sure I’d be making a decent amount of money.
When I left it, I was recruited by a friend to work at a smoothie place. Of course, I was promised a higher pay. Lies. Today was my first day at a bar/ restaurant in downtown Dadeland. It has been two months and three jobs. I hate instability but hey here we are.
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