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My Sympathy Gene Seems to be Missing

And it appears I am all out of fucks to give.

I'm unemployed. (Luckily my boyfriend makes decent money and I still get unemployment benefits right now, so things aren't super-dire financially.) I'm trying my best not to slide into a deep depression over the fact that I've thus far been unsuccessful in locating a job. Life is tough, but it's not awful, and I'm trying to keep a positive outlook as much as I can. And I seem to be surrounded by people who just want to wallow in misery. On FB and elsewhere, there are countless posts about every minute, excruciating detail of all that is wrong in these peoples' lives. I'm generally a pretty empathetic person, but maybe I've used all that up, because I'm finding myself getting very close to telling people how I really feel.


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