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I can feel my depression starting to settle in. I'm fighting it, but sometimes this uphill battle just seems to get steeper. It's been a while since I've felt like this, and quite frankly I'm grateful to have gone for so long without this fog, but damn, when it comes down it clouds everything. My zest, my creativity, my drive, it's all just...not there. I'm usually a zany and lively person, but right now I'm completely flat. I do all the things I'm supposed to do to keep myself from feeling like this - I get my exercise and sleep, I make sure to hang out with friends at least once or twice a week, I'm constantly working on my guitar projects, I'm reading more - but when all is said and done, it's just me and Big Empty. Sure, I have short-term goals that I set for myself and then meet, whether its a new weight to lift or a book to finish or a new scale to learn, but then I look back and it just feels like I'm treading water. I'm just giving myself a carrot to chase, and then when I get it I'm just right back where I started. What do I get out of it? A fleeting sense of accomplishment? Other people's praise and approval? Big whoop - those things don't mean much to me.
I feel like there's not much on my horizon. I look forward to Bonnaroo and I'm excited to meet IRL the people I've met on here, but I need more to look forward to than a yearly weekend of escape. I miss having a significant other to share my time with, but at the same time I'm not too interested in dating because I want to come into my own in a way that I can't do if I'm in a relationship - I refuse to use someone else to fill a void. That wouldn't be fair to either of us. I want to figure my own life out first.
Right now I work in retail and I live with three guys I found on craigslist because that's the only space I can afford. They're decent enough people but overall I'm really not a fan of my living situation. I just want out. Being in a massive amount of student loan debt makes that difficult though.
I know to remember the positives - that I'm a kind, intelligent, and fun person who's generally a pleasure to be around. I remind myself that I'm human, and that this is just temporary. I remember that I have strong, intimate relationships with friends and family that care about me. I remember that on Friday my Snapchat will be full of selfies from my favorite Inforoosters. And I remember that I'm worthy.
But sometimes, all that remembering is just an exercise in trying to forget what's right in front of me.
I want adventure, and freedom, and wide open skies and laughter and post-coital cuddles and funky dancing and novelty. And at the same time, I just want to go home and smoke until I fall asleep and have to get up tomorrow for work.
I'm okay, and I know this will pass. It always does. I'm incredibly resilient, and my life's been much worse than this on multiple occasions. But right now, I just need...something.
If only I knew what it was.
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Post by abrakapokus on Mar 24, 2014 19:18:39 GMT -5
I hope the fog lifts quickly, cancers fuck off, cars quit their crap, and shitty things quit happening or at least give y'all a breather. Remember that even if all of us don't have empathy we do have a whole lotta sympathy around here and are quite comfy to lean on.
Jaz I go through this too and I understand so well the "it will pass" feeling but not quite being able to get there. I remember about a year ago at this time I was in my worst fog ever. It felt like I could only do the bare minimum in life to get through a day as a single parent. I had to make lists for myself so that I would remember to make my son his lunch for school or do the dishes and laundry. Otherwise I would just go to bed and sleep until it was time to do it all over again. It was so bad at one point that I had two different experiences where I felt like I floated outside my body and was observing a version of myself. So weird. Anyway, Inforoo and the people I have formed friendships with got me through that rough patch and out of the fog. Community and exercise are key. And also, get your vit D levels checked. It's no joke. I have been so deficient in that I've had to go on a prescription twice to get my levels up.
I mostly just wanted to tell you that I understand. And you aren't alone.
Post by krunchykat on Mar 24, 2014 21:18:05 GMT -5
Jaz, I've dealt with that feeling nearly all of my life. I have chronic depression with major depressive episodes, anxiety, and ADHD. I've actually been stuck in a major depressive episode since fall of 2012. I have seasonal affective disorder which will put me into a major episode every winter, but it normally lifts with spring. This last spring/summer it didn't. I try to manage the best I can without medication but I recently reached a point of desperation. I'm just in week two of treatment with Wellbutrin (I've taken it before and it's wonderful) and I'm already feeling much better than I was. In about three weeks I get to add a low dose of Adderall in an attempt to manage my ADHD for the first time in my life. My doctor seems to think that treating my ADHD will ease some of my anxiety, especially the social aspect of it.
Could you be stuck in a rut? Try shaking things up a little. If you're able to finish things, to make goals and meet them, don't stop no matter how little you get out of them. Get outside and soak up the sun. If you can get to a doctor, follow Jenny's advice and get your vitamin D levels checked.
There are some of us here that understand what you're dealing with. I hope you're able to find your way out of it soon.
Thank you all for your words of understanding. I know that feeling this way isn't uncommon for a lot of people, and it's good to have a community of support. I'll definitely have to look into the vitamin D thing; I hadn't thought of that. I've dealt with depression to various degrees at many different points in my life (and anxiety decided to join in for the fun a few years ago), and it's only recently that I've started learning how to take preventative measures when I notice it starting to come on (measures like reaching out to other inforooers for support . And that support goes both ways - I'm always available to lend an ear!
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My parents are putting down one of our 2 family dogs sometime tonight/tomorrow. She bit my youngest brother, who always teases her. They are worried about the legal liability of her biting some neighbor kid but their yard is fenced in. She is only 4 years old. She was never trained by my family and they are putting her down because they can't raise a dog properly. They are religious and talking about being shepherds of the earth and God has a plan and all this bullshit as if they don't have a choice in the matter. They refused my offer to let the dog live in my apartment. I'm really mad at my parents and brother but I don't even think this is the mature response. There are way bigger problems in the world but I'm a damn wreck right now.
Breaks my fucking heart.
That is so awful!! I say you go over there and just steal the dog and take it home with you!! Really, really awful... nothing against your parents, but one of my biggest annoyances in life are people who refuse to give their pet the time to train them, then blame their poor behavior on the animal. Just terrible. Also, it seems your youngest brother should've been told a long time ago that he needs to leave the dog alone and treat her with respect.
Ok, so today I went to get my eyebrows done. I am 100% Hispanic and have dark features, dark hair, dark eyes, tan complextion, etc. My hair is also very thick, including my eyebrows. I could tell she was having some trouble plucking a few out, but still trying to be gentle, and I was like "Yea, they can be a bit stubborn sometimes." Her response to this was, "Well I can tell you have some different blood in you, that can complicate things sometimes." I ignored the comment, I wasn't sure how to take it. I've never had anyone make a comment like that before, so I wasn't sure if she meant it the way it came out or if I was just being overly sensitive? So then she continues, "What are you? Italian, Greek?" I was like "I'm Hispanic." And her tone of voice completely changed, she was like, "Oh, I wouldn't have guessed that...." But she said it in a really bitchy and judgey way and then proceeded to pluck the fuck out of my eyebrows and pinched me a couple of times. I had no idea how to react. I didn't say anything, I didn't acknowledge what she was doing, or her reaction. But it made me feel like shit. Needless to say I didn't tip her, but then I even felt bad about that because I usually over tip... It was just a weird situation. I won't be going back if she's there again.
Ok, so today I went to get my eyebrows done. I am 100% Hispanic and have dark features, dark hair, dark eyes, tan complextion, etc. My hair is also very thick, including my eyebrows. I could tell she was having some trouble plucking a few out, but still trying to be gentle, and I was like "Yea, they can be a bit stubborn sometimes." Her response to this was, "Well I can tell you have some different blood in you, that can complicate things sometimes." I ignored the comment, I wasn't sure how to take it. I've never had anyone make a comment like that before, so I wasn't sure if she meant it the way it came out or if I was just being overly sensitive? So then she continues, "What are you? Italian, Greek?" I was like "I'm Hispanic." And her tone of voice completely changed, she was like, "Oh, I wouldn't have guessed that...." But she said it in a really bitchy and judgey way and then proceeded to pluck the fuck out of my eyebrows and pinched me a couple of times. I had no idea how to react. I didn't say anything, I didn't acknowledge what she was doing, or her reaction. But it made me feel like shit. Needless to say I didn't tip her, but then I even felt bad about that because I usually over tip... It was just a weird situation. I won't be going back if she's there again.
Ok, so today I went to get my eyebrows done. I am 100% Hispanic and have dark features, dark hair, dark eyes, tan complextion, etc. My hair is also very thick, including my eyebrows. I could tell she was having some trouble plucking a few out, but still trying to be gentle, and I was like "Yea, they can be a bit stubborn sometimes." Her response to this was, "Well I can tell you have some different blood in you, that can complicate things sometimes." I ignored the comment, I wasn't sure how to take it. I've never had anyone make a comment like that before, so I wasn't sure if she meant it the way it came out or if I was just being overly sensitive? So then she continues, "What are you? Italian, Greek?" I was like "I'm Hispanic." And her tone of voice completely changed, she was like, "Oh, I wouldn't have guessed that...." But she said it in a really bitchy and judgey way and then proceeded to pluck the fuck out of my eyebrows and pinched me a couple of times. I had no idea how to react. I didn't say anything, I didn't acknowledge what she was doing, or her reaction. But it made me feel like shit. Needless to say I didn't tip her, but then I even felt bad about that because I usually over tip... It was just a weird situation. I won't be going back if she's there again.
Just sunk $140 bucks into my car to try and get the turn signals to work again and nothing fixed it. Now I gotta get electrical diagnosis which should be even more loot. Fack!
I just got a $900 estimate for things that need to be fixed to pass inspection. I hate cars.
Just sunk $140 bucks into my car to try and get the turn signals to work again and nothing fixed it. Now I gotta get electrical diagnosis which should be even more loot. Fack!
I just got a $900 estimate for things that need to be fixed to pass inspection. I hate cars.
Surly you must know someone you can pay extra and have your car "pass" inspection.
You're just too young to grasp how stylin' I really was. All the boys wanted to do me when I was 5. Actually the girls did too. My haircut was confusing.
I just got a $900 estimate for things that need to be fixed to pass inspection. I hate cars.
Surly you must know someone you can pay extra and have your car "pass" inspection.
Kinda sorta. Family members know of people but they haven't been able to get in touch with them. Plus, I'd probably need the fixes anyway at some point. I think we got a cheaper estimate from a friend and i'm going to try that route.
i went to the health dept today to get a copy of my birth certificate (going on a cruise in may!) and my name is misspelled. I've had it corrected several times from Rachel to the correct spelling of Racheal. They told me it would cost $15.00 to add an 'a' to my name. Needless to say, I hadn't had my morning coca cola or bacon and things got a little out of control maybe. Okay, I was actually a push over but THIS IS NOT THE END! I refuse to pay $15 for an 'a' when i've already paid you $12 aaaaaaaand you can tell in your system i've had corrections made but YOU HAVE NO RECORD OF WHAT WAS ACTUALLY CHANGED!!!!!!!!!! grrr. grrr. grrr. growl.
I have two coworkers, Fric and Frac. Fric is one of the silliest, kindest, and most genuine people I have ever met. I love her energy and being around her is always a good time - I'd say that she's one of two people that I'm actually close with at my job. Fric is a Christian. Frac, on the other hand, is pompous, self-righteous, incorrigible person whose existence just grates on me. Frac is also a Christian.
Now, often when Fric and Frac get together, they like to discuss the Bible and share their church stories and whatnot, and none of this bothers me at all. Although I am not a Christian myself, I find the teachings of Jesus to be beautiful, and I appreciate hearing their dialogues.
Except for today.
Fric's mother has bipolar. Fric's mother is depleting all family bank accounts on a weekly basis. Fric's mother has lost her sense of morality and values, and for all intents and purposes is spiraling out of control.
And this is what I hear:
Fric: "I know that she just needs to accept Christ into her heart, and she won't change until that happens, but I just don't really know what to do because she's making all these bad decisions and it's affecting the family."
Frac: "Well, sometimes you have to love a parent like you love a child. You just have to let them go and make their own decisions so that way they can learn from them and grow as a person."
NO.
NONONONONONONO.
Normally, I just listen to or otherwise pay little attention to their conversations. But I know a thing or two about psychology. Not only did I get my B.A. in it (which I admit doesn't really mean much), but I was also 2/3 of the way towards my Master's in Counseling before I decided not to complete my degree. My grandmother was the head of the Psych ward for as long as I can remember before she retired a couple years ago. I have friends and family with bipolar, and I have been with them while in a manic state. Psychotic disorders are a major interest of mine, and I've done legit scholarly research on them. It's a passion of mine. I know my shit.
So when I hear Fric and Frac talk about a majorly debilitating mental illness as if it can be cured with a prayer and some pastoral counseling, my inner counselor starts to rage. So I just turn to them and say "That's not how bipolar works", which is met with a very sharp "Oh, I know how bipolar works" from Frac. I had to walk away, as I knew there was no reasoning with her (I still might talk to Fric later about it because she's a great person and will at least be open to what I have to say).
Maybe Fric's mother does need Christ, I don't know. But she also needs lithium. And it breaks my heart to see a family of good people be devastated by an illness that could be managed with medication if they would just be open to it.
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i went to the health dept today to get a copy of my birth certificate (going on a cruise in may!) and my name is misspelled. I've had it corrected several times from Rachel to the correct spelling of Racheal. They told me it would cost $15.00 to add an 'a' to my name. Needless to say, I hadn't had my morning coca cola or bacon and things got a little out of control maybe. Okay, I was actually a push over but THIS IS NOT THE END! I refuse to pay $15 for an 'a' when i've already paid you $12 aaaaaaaand you can tell in your system i've had corrections made but YOU HAVE NO RECORD OF WHAT WAS ACTUALLY CHANGED!!!!!!!!!! grrr. grrr. grrr. growl.
I don't get it. If your original birth certificate has the correct spelling then why would they charge you for their misspelling?? Or did you change your name at one point from your original?
I have two coworkers, Fric and Frac. Fric is one of the silliest, kindest, and most genuine people I have ever met. I love her energy and being around her is always a good time - I'd say that she's one of two people that I'm actually close with at my job. Fric is a Christian. Frac, on the other hand, is pompous, self-righteous, incorrigible person whose existence just grates on me. Frac is also a Christian.
Now, often when Fric and Frac get together, they like to discuss the Bible and share their church stories and whatnot, and none of this bothers me at all. Although I am not a Christian myself, I find the teachings of Jesus to be beautiful, and I appreciate hearing their dialogues.
Except for today.
Fric's mother has bipolar. Fric's mother is depleting all family bank accounts on a weekly basis. Fric's mother has lost her sense of morality and values, and for all intents and purposes is spiraling out of control.
And this is what I hear:
Fric: "I know that she just needs to accept Christ into her heart, and she won't change until that happens, but I just don't really know what to do because she's making all these bad decisions and it's affecting the family."
Frac: "Well, sometimes you have to love a parent like you love a child. You just have to let them go and make their own decisions so that way they can learn from them and grow as a person."
NO.
NONONONONONONO.
Normally, I just listen to or otherwise pay little attention to their conversations. But I know a thing or two about psychology. Not only did I get my B.A. in it (which I admit doesn't really mean much), but I was also 2/3 of the way towards my Master's in Counseling before I decided not to complete my degree. My grandmother was the head of the Psych ward for as long as I can remember before she retired a couple years ago. I have friends and family with bipolar, and I have been with them while in a manic state. Psychotic disorders are a major interest of mine, and I've done legit scholarly research on them. It's a passion of mine. I know my shit.
So when I hear Fric and Frac talk about a majorly debilitating mental illness as if it can be cured with a prayer and some pastoral counseling, my inner counselor starts to rage. So I just turn to them and say "That's not how bipolar works", which is met with a very sharp "Oh, I know how bipolar works" from Frac. I had to walk away, as I knew there was no reasoning with her (I still might talk to Fric later about it because she's a great person and will at least be open to what I have to say).
Maybe Fric's mother does need Christ, I don't know. But she also needs lithium. And it breaks my heart to see a family of good people be devastated by an illness that could be managed with medication if they would just be open to it.
That's terrible. I hate hearing about cases of religious types who refuse to open themselves up to modern medicine. If the Pope of all people can accept science into the church, so can everyone else. There is nothing worse than hearing someone clearly making wrong decisions and then not listening to you when you try to help them. I hope Fric gives you a fair listen later and appreciates, and takes to heart, your knowledge on the subject. There really is just no helping the Frac's of the world though....
I can feel my depression starting to settle in. I'm fighting it, but sometimes this uphill battle just seems to get steeper. It's been a while since I've felt like this, and quite frankly I'm grateful to have gone for so long without this fog, but damn, when it comes down it clouds everything. My zest, my creativity, my drive, it's all just...not there. I'm usually a zany and lively person, but right now I'm completely flat. I do all the things I'm supposed to do to keep myself from feeling like this - I get my exercise and sleep, I make sure to hang out with friends at least once or twice a week, I'm constantly working on my guitar projects, I'm reading more - but when all is said and done, it's just me and Big Empty. Sure, I have short-term goals that I set for myself and then meet, whether its a new weight to lift or a book to finish or a new scale to learn, but then I look back and it just feels like I'm treading water. I'm just giving myself a carrot to chase, and then when I get it I'm just right back where I started. What do I get out of it? A fleeting sense of accomplishment? Other people's praise and approval? Big whoop - those things don't mean much to me.
I feel like there's not much on my horizon. I look forward to Bonnaroo and I'm excited to meet IRL the people I've met on here, but I need more to look forward to than a yearly weekend of escape. I miss having a significant other to share my time with, but at the same time I'm not too interested in dating because I want to come into my own in a way that I can't do if I'm in a relationship - I refuse to use someone else to fill a void. That wouldn't be fair to either of us. I want to figure my own life out first.
Right now I work in retail and I live with three guys I found on craigslist because that's the only space I can afford. They're decent enough people but overall I'm really not a fan of my living situation. I just want out. Being in a massive amount of student loan debt makes that difficult though.
I know to remember the positives - that I'm a kind, intelligent, and fun person who's generally a pleasure to be around. I remind myself that I'm human, and that this is just temporary. I remember that I have strong, intimate relationships with friends and family that care about me. I remember that on Friday my Snapchat will be full of selfies from my favorite Inforoosters. And I remember that I'm worthy.
But sometimes, all that remembering is just an exercise in trying to forget what's right in front of me.
I want adventure, and freedom, and wide open skies and laughter and post-coital cuddles and funky dancing and novelty. And at the same time, I just want to go home and smoke until I fall asleep and have to get up tomorrow for work.
I'm okay, and I know this will pass. It always does. I'm incredibly resilient, and my life's been much worse than this on multiple occasions. But right now, I just need...something.
If only I knew what it was.
Hang in there. I suffer from depression, as well, and it can be a battle. I was pretty down this entire winter. It wasn't until a couple weeks ago (when I broke up with my girlfriend, really) that I started to feel better.
I work in retail as well, and live with my parents because I can't afford to move out. My hours got slashed recently from 40/wk to less than 20, so I'm in the midst of trying to find a new job, which is always tough. I guess what I'm getting at is that I'm in a similar situation, and looking for something I can't put my finger on, as well.
My best advice is to try and get out and do things and meet new people. That's what I've been trying to do lately and it's definitely helping. I'd also recommend taking a break from smoking for a while. I was smoking heavily, but I'm taking a break from it for the time being. I've found it helps me feel alright temporarily, but doesn't help any in "figuring it out." Just my two cents.
90% of BMW/Mercedes/Lexus drivers are complete fucking assholes. Every single time I get cut off or tailgated, I'm always like "What could they possibly be driving?" and it's almost always one of the three.
I was adopted and my adoption paperwork misspelled my name several different times. I took my parents to the office to have it fixed when I was 16 and while they corrected it, obviously they didn't save it. It's just ridiculous. One state agency doesn't talk to another one.... Story of my life!
One state agency doesn't talk to another one.... Story of my life!
As a state employee, I can safely say that you have no idea how bad it really is. I have worked there over 2 years and am still shocked at how little I know about other parts of my own agency much less what other parts of the government are doing.
Hang in there. I suffer from depression, as well, and it can be a battle. I was pretty down this entire winter. It wasn't until a couple weeks ago (when I broke up with my girlfriend, really) that I started to feel better.
I work in retail as well, and live with my parents because I can't afford to move out. My hours got slashed recently from 40/wk to less than 20, so I'm in the midst of trying to find a new job, which is always tough. I guess what I'm getting at is that I'm in a similar situation, and looking for something I can't put my finger on, as well.
My best advice is to try and get out and do things and meet new people. That's what I've been trying to do lately and it's definitely helping. I'd also recommend taking a break from smoking for a while. I was smoking heavily, but I'm taking a break from it for the time being. I've found it helps me feel alright temporarily, but doesn't help any in "figuring it out." Just my two cents.
Thank you. Luckily after a couple days I was fine; I've been employing a lot of the tools I know to combat depression (some of which you mentioned), and for the first time in a while it actually just...went away. I'm grateful. Good luck on your job hunt!
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The really sad thing is... I'm a state employee too lol
Stinks that your employer can't help you out a little; jeesh, they trust you to do your job well - you would think they would trust you know how to spell your own name. It's Nit like you are trying to change it to 'Mr. Bob Dobalina'.
Hearing you two, I feel lucky; the first two weeks at my organization I had 15 minute meetings with the heads of each department. They explained what the department did for the whole, and how my job would (or would not) interact with them.
When I go all James Bond villain, that's how I'm going to run my world reaching criminal enterprise.
Thank you all for your words of understanding. I know that feeling this way isn't uncommon for a lot of people, and it's good to have a community of support. I'll definitely have to look into the vitamin D thing; I hadn't thought of that. I've dealt with depression to various degrees at many different points in my life (and anxiety decided to join in for the fun a few years ago), and it's only recently that I've started learning how to take preventative measures when I notice it starting to come on (measures like reaching out to other inforooers for support . And that support goes both ways - I'm always available to lend an ear!
Thank you all for your words of understanding. I know that feeling this way isn't uncommon for a lot of people, and it's good to have a community of support. I'll definitely have to look into the vitamin D thing; I hadn't thought of that. I've dealt with depression to various degrees at many different points in my life (and anxiety decided to join in for the fun a few years ago), and it's only recently that I've started learning how to take preventative measures when I notice it starting to come on (measures like reaching out to other inforooers for support . And that support goes both ways - I'm always available to lend an ear!
Add me to the club. I've battled depression off and on for much of my life. I'm in a funk for the last few months that I can't shake. I just keep looking ahead and hoping that the fog will lift. I'm under a crapload of stress too which isn't helping because I don't have time to get out and do the things that would help. If one more person tells me how strong I am I am going to scream. It has to get better. It just has to. There are days that I wish I would not wake up but then remember my family and friends, and my animals. That's pretty much all that is keeping me going right now. But if you met me for the first time I can promise you'd never have a clue what was going on inside.
I just looked at my student loan balance, I won't be doing that again until I graduate.....
I feel you there! The certification I paid fer has a muderous payout as I had no money to put to a downpayment. It'll finally be paid off next August...but it totaled a little over a fifth of my yearly income. And my credit sucks and I don't make enough money fer my bank to help me out. And if that don't beat all I still don't have employment in the field I went to school fer!
I just looked at my student loan balance, I won't be doing that again until I graduate.....
I feel you there! The certification I paid fer has a muderous payout as I had no money to put to a downpayment. It'll finally be paid off next August...but it totaled a little over a fifth of my yearly income. And my credit sucks and I don't make enough money fer my bank to help me out. And if that don't beat all I still don't have employment in the field I went to school fer!
Oh man, that's rough. I actually have a decent job right now and make pretty good money, I'm just miserable and can't wait to do something I actually love. Not finding a job in my field is my worst nightmare at this point.... especially after seeing that my current balance is half of my annual salary, and will probably have at least another 10k added to it by time I graduate in the fall. That is so depressing.