2016-2017 lost my job New Year’s Day 2016 , lost the best girl I ever dated 1 month later. Just ghosted never to be seen again in person only on tv. Out of work till May . Dead broke and my cat dies in March . Lose my place and have to move in my parents apartment which was lived in for 7 years while they lived in the south. While I start to make progress with the job. My mom gets pancreatic cancer in August 2016. My father has kidney failure. This is while they are in south . My mom doesn’t say anything till January 2017 and kid you not. My dad dies Jan 27 and my mom Feb 8.

This whole muthafukkin year, fam
Got let go from first job out of college.
Moved back in with the parents
Figuring out the cold hard truth about jobs (it's about who you know, not what you know)
Thought about starting a business, only to played by the peeps I thought had my back.
Had a few bogus interviews, where it was obvious the people already had a guy on the inside lines up, but they just needed to cross a box (fukk video interviews).
Actually tried to play slick once, and drove my dumbass from Phoenix to Austin fro an interview after I told the recruiter I was local in order to not get passed up. Damn interviewers didn't show up on Friday, so I needed up having to pay for two more days til Monday to keet up with them. Got nothing out of it.
Plagued with every issue as small as shin splints to as large as car transmission issues.
Last interview came up fruitless, other than the traffic ticket Hertz sent me (fukk DC traffic cameras)
Feel like I'm been jumped by a gang of muthafukkas. Anytime I try to throw a punch, it hits nothing but air, while every punch I take is directly in the gut.
Getting my skills up over the holiday to go back to war in the new decade.

Semi Long thread:
I was broke, flabby, unemployed, no skills and qualifications whatsoever and on welfare.
The breaking point was when my extremely successful sister got married and she had to buy me a suit because I lied to her that I had one. It was a last minute suit too so it wasn’t tailored and was baggy. The wedding guests included a lot of her successful friends arriving in their Mercedes etc whilst I arrived in a taxi in my baggy suit. Since I was family I had to walk in the church in my baggy suits, overweight in front of hundreds of guests with my head bowed. I knew I had to drastically change my life
That was in 2010 and 9yrs later I’m a senior Chemical Engineer at my firm and at my brother’s wedding this year I arrived in my BMW, tailored Armani suit and the best man walking across the church aisle like![]()

