This weeks postcards were mostly about rape. Which makes me sad. Taking that piece of security from someone, in such a way that is supposed to be so intimate.
It makes me wonder what the rapists are thinking. How sad they are as well. I know that’s not what I should think, but I can’t help it. How depressed are they that they feel that this is their only option? What has lead them to think that this is the only way that they can connect to someone in a sexual manner?
The postcard I’m sharing this week isn’t about rape, since I have never experienced such a horrific thing. But it does explain how I feel about my job. The reason I stay at my current job is to beef up my resume. Prior to working here I never kept a job for longer than 2 years. And that was 10 years ago. I wanted to make sure that employers knew I could stick around. But considering after 3 years, I barely make enough to survive as a single parent. I work my ass off. I do every single project my bosses ask, on top of my current work. I feel taken advantage of, every day. 4 months left. And then I am done. If it weren’t for the fact that we were moving, I would definitely be looking for jobs elsewhere. All day long.
until next time,