Well this is a sticky situation. They announced today that our call center is closing after the new year. We'll get a severance package that we'll each get details on tomorrow. I'm seriously thinking I'm gonna take my money and that along with whatever I get back from taxes (if any) I'm moving.
There were a lot of tears and hugs and curse words. Sharlene started giving me a backrub and playing with my hair while they were making the announcements. She said that I looked like I was about to commit murder. I expected this. I did. That's why I really think moving is a good idea. Listening to Johnny Cash - If I could start again, a million miles away- It just sounds like the best thing for me.
I'm not picky. I'll move anywhere. My life here hasn't been the greatest. I love my family. But I didn't want to be dependant on anyone. I grew up way too fast. I grew up believing I had to work for things. I've been looking back and realising that's not how I've actually been living. I depend way too much on those I love. I need to do this on my own. I need to make my own life. Start again.
All I need is my computer and some clothes and I'll be happy. Just right now I'm going to throw a fit and punch a couple of pillows and cry.