I'm really sick of major life events. I swear something major has happened every month for the last year if not more. This month started with losing my job. The first job I've ever been fired from and I can't believe the explanation I was given. I have my own conspiracy on what happened, but ultimately it doesn't matter. I don't have a job anymore. I gave them almost a decade of my life, and now that chapter is over. I'm trying to look on the bright side, which is really hard because I'm not an optimist.