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We're a mixed race couple along the lines of pic related. Our respective families do not approve of this pairing, so we've both told our families that we've broken up. We stayed together however, and live far enough away from our families such that it's not a problem. Lately we've been talking about getting married.
Hiding a relationship is one thing, but a spouse, and probably a family? I guess it's possible, but we'd both be forever alone from the perspective of our families, and they're already worried about us. Any tips on not having this blow up in our faces?
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I'm running out of excuses to not kill myself lately. Life just seems so Sisyphean. I don't see a point. I don't see any value in being alive versus not being alive. I've got a college degree but for what? A job? What the fuck kind of job am I going to get with a History degree? I don't really want a job at all. Nothing I'm good at pays, and nothing that pays is anything I'm remotely interested in. My family tries to encourage me. Tells me stories of friends and family members who pulled themselves out of a rut with hard work and determination. My uncle, a troubled genius who dropped out of college, started working at a Lowes, and became a millionaire with careful saving and investment. That doesn't inspire me. It just reminds me of the basic drive to succeed and survive that I seem to lack. As far back as I can remember, I always coasted on my talents and my privileges, until those weren't enough, and then I quit. When the going got tough, I went home. All the way to highschool I was capital-ess-Smart, so I could always get good grades. When those grades got me into a good college, where being capital-ess-Smart didn't mean a damn, I stopped getting good grades. I barely scraped by with a C- average, only out of obligation and guilt because my family had spent so much money on me. So now I got a diploma and a C average transcript, no tradeable skills, and a complete lack of any survival instinct to speak of. If my parents weren't paying for my food, I would probably just starve. Sometimes I wish they would. I don't like making them pay to support me. I know I'm a lost cause, and I don't want them to spend any more money on me, but I also don't want to support myself. I feel like suicide is the only good thing I could do, since it's the only way I can get my family to cut their losses and give up on me. I feel like I'm in a vegetative state, and I'm just waiting for someone to pull the life support so everyone else can get on with their lives.
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How do I list a job I was fired from?
I did entry level data entry. I dealt with sensitive information such as names, address, SSNs, and phone numbers. This was for people applying for home loans.
All computers were blocked from Facebook, 4chan, etc. The one computer I was assigned did have a webfilter.
I was the fastest, and most accurate worker in the office. When there was no work, I would go on SFW boards, or facebook for literally less than 2 minutes. I would go back and refresh constantly to see if there was work for me to do.
The exact reason I was let go was for gross misconduct.
I need to list this job because this is my second job, after working 2 weeks at a fair.
Any ideas will help me tremendously. please