I thought I was going to get an interview next week for a paid IT intern role. I made the mistake of saying I wouldn’t be available 3 days a week because of my current job (which I fucking hate and want to leave) so now they’re not longer interested and are going to interview other applicants instead. I really wanted the job so I can gain experience in the IT industry as a uni graduate but now I’ve fucked that up. I’m not sure what to do… I’m so angry at myself.
Skye said when she looked at Lise, she saw a black mark, an aura. Just like the mark on Lise’s thigh, it was a warming. Deenie thought of it now, of Lise and the stretch mark on her thigh. And how the fevered mind of her fevered friend might believe anything. But also, somewhere inside, it felt the smallest bit true. That the stretch mark was a kind of witch’s mark, the blot of Lise’s body that reminded you of what she had been -a plump, awkward girl- before the lithesome beauty took her place.
It was kind of witchcraft, that transformation.
Fun little trick I learned in therapy: validation. When someone is upset, don’t try to fix the problem, point out the cause, or tell them it could be worse. Just validate their emotions. Be like, ‘shit yeah man, that sucks. I’m sorry you’re going through that. I’m here for you.’ That’s literally all you have to do to make them feel better. Thank you and goodnight.
I think you’re sleeping with a friend of mine
I have no proof, but I think that I’m right
And you’ve still got the most beautiful face
It just makes me sad most of the time