Can’t come up with any other options . .

The economy wins . . I can’t find a job and oh how I’ve tried. I keep the reject letters in a shoebox and looking at them every day reminds me of what a loser I am. My teeth are in really bad shape and it’s so dehumanizing at the end of a job interview when I forget not to smile too big the interview notices and pulls their hand away and gasps. I looked into the local dental school and I can’t even afford that. My friends have noticed my withdrawn behavior and bailed on me, so I guess they’re not really friends. I figured out how to keep my family from finding me. I’m having trouble with the note . . maybe I just won’t leave one.