2023 was a hard year. I went through more jobs than I've worked my whole life, I prolly did more drugs last year than I ever have before, I honestly wasn't a good friend to people I care about. I think I'm doing better now, hopefully this job sticks, I have to work in a kitchen by myself, but I kinda like that cuz I get to just focus on my specific space, and make pizza most of the time.
BUT the thing that got me through it all was my friends and coworkers. Really, all the workers. I've met a lot of people, and it always brings me to tears how much shit people deal with and they STILL find ways to give. Two of my new coworkers are twins who don't really have a family. Today I met a woman who became their mom, cuz they dont really have one. I have a friend, I've known since we were kids, who was struggling with depression while starting her transition. This year tho it wasnt me helping her, she helped out, with money, with talking about feelings, all while working like 60 hours a week in a place she cant really be herself.
Idk, its been a lot to take in. The capos are gonna call us every name in the book, but at the end of the day our culture will be one of love and generosity. The People are what really keeps me going, I love all you 
