Mar 28th - Another day, another dollar

Work. It's driving me insane. I feel trapped in my job. I can't quit because I don't have another job to go to. I can't quit because if I do I can't pay my rent or my bills. If I quit I'd miss my colleagues too much. The catering team feels more like than just a bunch of coworkers. We are a family. Still dysfunctional but still very close. As much as I'd love not working and doing anything or nothing like my housemate currently is, I'd go insane with loneliness and probably become even more depressed. In some ways this feels like its helping me get better. The daily blog posts. The good things in my life. I remember seeing a book at Dymocks called 'Saved by Cake'. It was a cookbook and the lady had had depression and it was baking sweet treats that helped her through it. I think baking is definitely one of the things that helps me through my darkest days. Cooking for people I care about and sharing joy. Making people smile.