This week my job's hours were cut in half...basically it's not worth it for me to drive from my house and hour and 15 minutes to my job. I'm not mad at my boss, I barely make it to work in the mornings because I'm so sick. I'm twelve weeks along now and it's supposed to be subsiding. I still throw up every morning. It's tiring and it hurts.
What makes everything worse is that my husband acts like I don't realize what situation we're in. Like I don't realize that if I don't get another job ASAP we can lose the house by the end of the year. I've applied to countless jobs and all he tells me is "You need to call them and talk to a manager."
I throw up every single morning. THROW UP! That is puking my fucking guts out every fucking day of my life and you know what I do afterwards? I shower and go the fuck to work. Do you know what he would be like if he was puking? "Oh woe is me blah blah blah I must call in sick." Not me! I go into work and feel like crap and work the full day. I have to find a new job no matter what it is, no matter if I'm on my feet the whole work day or not. I'm the one that's pregnant. I'm the one doing everything here. He has a job.
It just makes me so mad and upset. It's not fair. And on top of that all of these places that are "hiring" wont hire me?
Fuck this.
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