it really sucks. If I had known I'd lose my jobs the way I did each time, I would never have applied to begin with. it was really traumatic each time, and very sudden. it PTSD'd me, not that I have any shortage of that. But just the way everyone gets when you go from "everyone knows you and respects you and likes you" and suddenly it's ... uhh ohh. everyone being quiet. is this... again?
yes. yes it was. and I just can't do that anymore. that isn't living, it's dying.
If you have something to eat and a working pc and stable internet connection you can make the way. That's a hard lessons learnt in startup years. It's the same
I'm not sure what you mean by "make the way" and your working pc and stable internet connection seem to trivialize the pressures and very real limitations someone has while on parole and then subsequently after getting off parole.
yes. yes it was. and I just can't do that anymore. that isn't living, it's dying.