nostr:nprofile1qy2hwumn8ghj7un9d3shjtnddaehgu3wwp6kyqpqjlwlys558t6cd954sglh5a6hq2j3pl5v48pvz2rpem6hjgcyjmjses6g30 nostr:nprofile1qy2hwumn8ghj7un9d3shjtnddaehgu3wwp6kyqpqxa4kjvz4xww6cuftczdyd65ht8vuwmv6pcevnteszjtt9wwkw7rq098v9a nostr:nprofile1qy2hwumn8ghj7un9d3shjtnddaehgu3wwp6kyqpqg3kjcywy92wqhg73agehslmpa56dx0l2a3xmyda9ezdxeatdj6gqgqn5ln nostr:nprofile1qy2hwumn8ghj7un9d3shjtnddaehgu3wwp6kyqpqzdpkddh2skz829df2x239pcl2wtwa3urnpcs6cwlfyrrjr7we00suxnrw9 Not lucky. I really regret leaving disability. Because while I make more money now than I did before, I'm still working retail, I'm still living with my parents, I still can't get a girlfriend, and I still can't get a better job which would allow me to afford my own apartment no matter how many times I apply for them. So it's basically exactly the same except that I'm a slave to globohomo. I should have just found volunteer opportunities for a charity instead of trying to find a job.