Summertime Blues

Sigh. It's been fairly boring since I returned from vacation. I'm not even working much. I only had twenty hours this week.

The very thought of looking for a new job scares the living daylights out of me. It's hard for me to not look in the mirror and see a child, instead of a very frightened adult who is afraid nothing will ever change. The girl no one ever accepted, because she had weird habits and liked weird things and her body suddenly turned into a woman while she remained a child.

I just don't want to be hurt again. I don't want to go somewhere and have them immediately drop me...or laugh in my face because I'm so dull, plain, and unsophisticated.