I have officially been ripped off for the last time.
I won’t bore you with the details, but let it suffice to say that if I had a penny for every penny owed me, I might actually be able to make rent. I’m tired of being taken advantage of, I’m tired of not having health insurance, I’m tired of having to hustle. Dear Freelancing, you are dead to me.
Unfortunately, and as most of you are probably well aware, looking for a Real Job is one of the Top Ten Most Depressing Things Ever, just behind Trying on New Jeans and Accidentally Finding Your Ex-Boyfriend’s Blog.