Do any of you feel that bad days are some form of punishment? It seems as though, for some reason I can't get over the hurdles of finding a job, getting finances in order and so forth. No matter how much I try nothing seems to change. I admit I haven't been the best person, but God knows I haven't been the worse. I haven't done anything to harm anyone, stole anything, done drugs, been to jail/prison or anything like that. On top of all the personal issues, having to deal with the love of my life being incarcerated. I sometimes feel like a prisoner without the bars.
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