Day 8. More disappointments.

So I finally got paid by that asshole from Brooks' job for the 7 days I pulled garbage with him. I was very concerned about the pay. I was told it would be $35-$40 per day. I worked 7 days. Pay should have been $245-280. I got $200. Not even $30/day. I got a hole in my foot. 

It made me wonder, could I actually commit violence on another person? In my youth, I did. But now? This person stole from me. What is the right move?

Anyway, this 2nd week, I want to focus on the things that make me sad. They mostly revolve around my loneliness and aloneness. I've already given the % of time I'm alone in a given week this summer, 95.8% of the week. 

The first sad thing is that I have to eat all my meals by myself. I used to say that this was my one last enjoyment left. But it is really not enjoyable. 

I tried to express this to someone online tonight while I was eating dinner all by myself. Their response? She said, there's not anything wrong with eating by yourself, doing things by yourself. Of course there isn't. But I had stated I eat every meal by myself. It is hard to impress upon someone how that really plays out. 

I am so sad to eat all my meals by myself.