I just moved out to Las Vegas, NV with my.. boy-friend? I suppose that would be the most convenient term even considering we're not technically dating. Well the job he got here requires he works 12-13 hours a day 7 days a week, not only that but he has to go out of state for 5 days either every week or every other week. which in turn leaves me here unemployed, broke, and alone... I hate being alone the most of all, not that I'm entirely alone, I do have my pet kitty "George" :D but he only provides so much entertainment and company. Anyway I'M AT A LOSS! The situation just keeps flowing over and over in my head: alone broke unemployed car-less alone broke unemployed alone alone alone. sigh...
I simply feel as though if you love someone; would you be willing to leave them? For a career that you don't necessarily want to pursue but may provide a decent amount of cash after about six months?! Six months!!! Six months.. of being alone, without the person who supposedly would do anything for you?? I just don't see how this can be okay in the long run...
"sometimes you cant control the outcome, sometimes you have to look at the reality of things and just accept it."
