As I'm not in his shoes, I really can't say how it works out to be quite honest. I just know, here I'm sitting worried about paying for my medication which in itself directly determines my life and he is worrying about what college to invest in for his baby that isn't due for another four months.
I know, everybody has a job they hate or somebody they can't stand at their job. With me though, I let shit stress me out waaaay to much, thus the ulcers and medication I always talk about. Just sitting down and talking to him constantly made my stomach bleed. And actually leaving the place is somewhat of a weight because I would constantly want to just punch him in the face.
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