As the title says. Today is my last day as 47 years old as my 48th birthday is tomorrow. I don’t know how to feel about it, but indifference. Hell, I didn’t even know my birthday was tomorrow until my aunt mentioned it. I’m ending it with no job. No home. No money. No degree. And with my life stuffed into two 10×10 boxes and a narcissistic boyfriend who tries to gaslight me into believing he’s the best thing going for me since sliced bread. I’m at rock bottom, so where do I go from here?

I have no clue, but I can tell you for sure, I’m never dating anyone else again. I am at my most peace alone. I’ve applied to job after job, at least 50 now, and I used to at least get denial letters but now I get nothing at all. ghosted. This sucks because I literally can’t do anything until I find a job. Only then will doors finally open up to some semblance of getting my life back on track and starting a new, or rather “reimagined” life.

I have nothing planned for my birthday and to be honest, it’s not even on my radar because if I’m not getting a full time job in technical support that pays at least $25 an hour for my birthday, I don’t even care.