Post-Thanksgiving Rambling

After celebrating a great Thanksgiving with my family and having a wonderful 22nd birthday (my birthday fell on Thanksgiving this year), I felt that I had a lot to get off of my chest. Now, this could just be the wine putting this all out there as I am writing this the night before I post this, but this has been eating up for a while.

I try to distance myself from family conversations at get-togethers¬†because of the typical questions of “How is your job going”? or “How’s life handling you”? Because let’s be honest, I feel like my life is not in order. And I know I just turned 22 I’m too young to be worrying about this. But the constant anxiety of it all has me thinking that my life will always and forever be shit.

I’m grateful that I have a job in radio. I don’t care that it’s part-time, it’s my foot in the door to more opportunities. My other job, I’ll be honest, it’s shit. I work at an escape room and feel like I’m not being respected. I want to just walk out, but I know that I’ll be losing another paycheck that puts money in my account. Hopefully, I find something better soon.

Not trying to end things here on a sad note, so I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving and is starting to get there Christmas shopping done on Black Friday. I will be working most of the day!


Author: danielzuaro

A young, 21-year old trying to find his place in the world. A graduate of Buffalo State College with a Bachelor's in Media Production with a minor in Film Studies. I also enjoy writing, music, food, and animals (mainly my cats.) Everyone has a story! Mine just consist of me constantly blabbing. Come join me as I talk about subjects of my life and the world around me!

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