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Hope... in Wartime.

While things may have improved with my job in the short term becuase now i am not laid off i am merely on vacation for 2 weeks, it still doesn matter, if this isnt resolved in those two weeks i will still end up unemployed for a while, and knowing my mickey mouse organization they won't know how to deal with this... wait.. they already dont know how to deal with this, but the truth is money talks.. esp. when they are the ones footing the bills... pretty sad that its always about money and whos paying it at my job, but at least i feel a lot more supported by coworkers and even a little by management now, things personally are improving too.. i let off some steam and am feeling a little better, i still cant belive this shit is happeneing and as always with my back up agianst the wall, i'm still militant, still angrily aware of exactly what my circumstances are, and am prepared to defend myself, this is a battle, and its made me realize that in terms of my goals, i'm always going to be fighting wars... to be expected now... but i expected things a lot diffrently when i got into this feild and when i decided to have a child... it sickens me that one is being used to destroy the other, a lesser man would have chosen another option... but not only am I an innocent man, I'm a very strong man and i will not be broken... use whatever you can agianst me.. i just sit here and endure the abuse because i have nothing to hide, and better than you have tried to break me and failed.

Current Mood: Happier, But still Sad.
A pure fighting machine with only a desire - to win a war that someone else lost. And if winning means he has to die - he'll die. No fear, no regrets. And one more thing, what you choose to call hell, he calls home.

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