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} T_____T I feel increasingly that I am not mature enough to be a working adult. while I fully know that being a working person involves dealing with things and people that I don't like, I think there came a point when something in me snapped a little. for once I just could no longer pander to other people's unreasonableness and i just did not want to care anymore. people make you feel as though leaving is the cowardly thing to do. but i don't mind having to work. i have had you tell me that my work is not up to scratch, and that i desperately need to improve. OK. i can work on that. but i dont know whether I can continue to work up the patience to deal with your stupid personalities. i can try to be professional, if you will do the same. and all the while I still need to deal with my own issues, how incompetent I feel half the time. I would like to be able to deal with just my issues please, and not yours too. I don't know. I don't care.
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