I've gone back to screaming in my head

march 21st, my first tantrum ever at the age of 25...

i need to get out, i understand that i.m giving up, being a coward and a wuss, but i don,t care, call me Peter Pettigrew, cal me Poppu in Fly , call me any fucking name you wnat i have to quit my job . i can't stand it anymore. i mean i'm at the place where i'm hanging up on cstmrs or sending them back in the queue, abt every three calls. and it's so easy to let myself go and not take calls anymore. i wont be able to tough another month. It is being an ingrate. i can only ask for forgiveness.