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So today was weirder than yesterday

I was kind of excited to go to work. I think because I knew I was closing with people I like. So I get their, things are going well, Mollye visited me which was nice and I don't know what happened but I got extremely depressed toward the end of the night. It could have been a mix of the fact that everyone took there breaks late and we had a bunch of customers that needed their hands held for every little thing they were interested in. All those needy customers showed up when everyone was on break so it was a little stressful for me. Once that ended the store closed, my friends came back from break and I just got overwhelmed with depression. It's the selfish needy kind where you just want to hear nice things from others about yourself which is hypocrytical of me because I'm not usually a big fan of people who are like that. I just tried keeping to myself because everytime I tried saying something I just got more depressed. I was hopeing to help cheer myself up that I would come home to a new netflix movie in my mail. A few days ago my mail box broke. As a result the mail lady kept my mail. They fixed the mail box for yesterday but today it broke again. So what happened when I got home was someone else's mail was in my box and I have no idea where my mail is. Was it not delivered it is it in someone else's mail box? hmmmmmmmm......It also sucks because Mollye has been expecting some work checks so we're not sure where they are. I think I will seek blog therapy. Its when I post something that just talks about how depressed I am but in return I feel much better because I let it all out. What you think? Maybe I'll recomend this to others. Or maybe I'll try and patten it and than everyone who tries to vent on their blogs with owe me money. Im a genious. Thanks Blog readers for cheering me up. What great powers you secretly have.

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