It's an interesting dichotomy to hate my job so much, yet still feel so lucky to have it. I love that I make enough money to live on. Especially since I was trained since youth to believe that it would be impossible to do so without a college degree. Oh well. There are a lot of things I was trained to believe that I question now. Even that is misleading. I don't even really question it anymore...I just assume that there is a lot of bullshit out there. Unfortunately bullshit runs very deep and thick in this world. I was religiously trained from a very young age that I should feel guilt for so many things. I don't. I was taught to believe certain things that I just don't. I think the only commandment should be..."Thou shalt not commit physical, emotional, or mental pain on another human being." Even that one I would have broken...many times I'm afraid. But it's the only one that I can honestly feel bad about. I can't bear the thought of hurting someone. Although I do it. I hate it. I just wish we could all live happy, and peaceful, and rich, and under water. yeah...under water would be cool.