I can’t stand these people. I can’t stand myself. I think I rather my silence in this hell hole.
The subtle dropped comments about how social I am being dependent upon who is at work.
I know they all think I’m weak, hell I think I’m weak. But I also know that my personality is not appreciated. That’s why I stay quiet most of the time. Earphones plugged in and in my own little corner. At the end of the day I’m the one who has to live in my head. Not them.
None of them would even survive a minute of my thoughts. I am over this and I can’t wait for my shift to be over so I can go home.