My pro-Kamala NPO lib job is something I just had to leave.

There was a lot of fucked shit going on there. To start, our manager was misgendering me and this transmasc person I worked with. He corrected her while I was away for a bathroom break, and he privately messaged me to tell her that she really just shrugged it off. He then took it to HR, and at that point, the problem seemed to have lessened, but the liberal middle-aged/older cracKKKer energy never stopped from this woman.

When I came back to work after Hurricane Milton, I was a bit rusty, and she seemed super unforgiving and not so willing to understand when I made mistakes. When I came back, I actually learned that the transmasc person dipped. Stay strong, soldier.

Yesterday just made me feel in such a shitty position that my mental health got to a point where the thought of continuing this job seemed murderous. I’m currently applying to many other jobs, and I even have interview prospects lined up.

I feel guilty because I did get some form of work for once, but it was temporary as fuck anyway, and we likely would’ve had major downtime after the election. Meh.