I fucking hate the living, food, money situation we're in. Why was I hopeful? My own family's fucking doubtful of my goals even with planning and researching. We can't even afford small mozzarella cheese or something simple. And others are suffering worse so it's not like I get to be upset, either.
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I genuinely hope everything turns out better on your end. As bleak as all hope may seem, I believe you'll get through this.
I hope you get lucky in this regard. WFH supremacy!