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Day two of not working. It is making me feel ill. Not that I miss the work. It is the no longer getting my cash handed to me on Fridays. There are a few minutes where I forget about it, but then it hits me. My heart starts to race, my stomache turns, feelings of fear of being broke and ruining my credit cause I will have no money to pay my bills. I just want to relax, but too much is going on. Tony tells me "It is summer! Go get some sun. Enjoy it!" I try, I really do. So today I have been outside, listening to the ocean waves, feeling the warmth of the sun seep through me. Things will work out, I tell myself over and over. Even if I am not so sure I believe it. I feel it is better to be a pessimist. Expect the worst. That way incase the worst happens, I am already prepared. Change is not my friend. But I have made myself do things that I thought I could never do. And here I go again....moving back home.