Past few hard weeks mentally& physically draining....

My brain is so busy all the time. After I failed my evaluation at MH, my effort in securing a new job has not stopped yet. But the weight of the this and the thought of having been treated so unfairly bothers me so much still to this day.

I hope in  2019 next year at the same time, the following changes and goals have been met:

1- having a FT permanent job
2- having a master's admission
3- having a more joyful life style as opposed to this boring sofa neshin life
4- a healthier mental state
5- a more loving and intimate life
6- no depression

And as always, on top of my list and everything, first the health and success of my loved ones.

An evening after work@ Fleet

Us and the last episode of season 1 "The Good Doctor".

Failed eval. At MH today so unfairly

It was such an emotional day. I failed my integrity eval at MH sooooooo unfairly. I was not trained properly and I am given one month of full time hrs and after that goes to 0 hrs as CPT.

Pishi was so supportive tonight and I realized that there are other jobs that are better in every other day.

However, it's still so upsetting, sad and unfair. I'll never forget this day and the amount of emotional ups and downs that I went through.

My ST also was ashamed and told me that it's on her too.

That fucking asshole Salo.. fucking bitch girl also ignored me for the thousandth time.

Happy to get rid of this unhealthy sick work place with its asshole co-workers but I am really sad that it went this way not because of my performance and committment but because of wrong training.

Cozmo, cutie Robot

Cozmo, our baby Robot for a night :)

My old small coin bag.

Thanks for being the companion of my purses and bag packs in the past 6-7 yrs😘😘

Canada Day Long Weekend. Not the best¡¡¡¡

I wish only at least one day you'd realize how comitted I was to this relationship if everything goes wrong and we followed separate pathways.
I waited, waited and waited for so many hrs to just only spend a normal hr with you on a weekend to feel that I am alive and I have a husband.
It's Canada day long weekend, 9pm and I am almost begging for a normal life.

A lot of words unsaid....
So many whispers, so many nights, so many loving intimate body contacts and eternal unity has been missed...

Only If I was 35 yrs old when I met you, would I ever choose this life?

Canada Day at My Parents.

Cheers!!!