Maybe I hate my job... or maybe I did love and hate them both at the same time.
I love the job but I hate what I am doing. I am healthy but my mind is sick. I used to be one sure happy person but I think I am losing it from the inside.
Why did I have no time to tell you... I wrote when I was happy or sad but not when I was depressed.
Stress never succeed to put even a slight impact on me before but now I am depressed? What the hell! I think I need more holidays which I did take every month and I loved the idea of not going to work. I rarely took sick leaves during my old job days coz I hated the fact that I was not joining the crowd at work. Everything seems to change now..
