I feel Hate,
and I'm on the verge of depression, the familys falling
apart. I haven't been writing because I really didn't
think it would help me. How wrong I was, tonight proved
that I need this book. For awhile, I thought I was going
up and being able to improve, today I know I'm really
going down. Life is Hell, and God's going more away and
further from me. I don't have enough faith, maybe I should
ask John for Sunday's off, if not I'll tell him "FUCK-OFF-BITCH"
and leave. I'm beginning to see why people quit thier
jobs. Valerie walked off work, I wanted to tell her Look
what youre doing, this is crazy. Now I know everyone is
crazy. I don't know if I'm getting younger or older, I
want more respect as an adult, but I act like...
