Five of Six in Book Six: Trying to Hold On 2019

Today my depression and inner short comings won. Everyone I try to help at work? They were outweighed. I get attacked by the government I represent. I get attacked by the Defendants who refuse to be held accountable for their actions. I get attacked by the Defense Counsel who is paid better if they can make me question myself. I get attacked by the Victims who are shrieking-ly demanding that I go to hell whilst fucking myself because HOW DARE I prosecute the father of their children (who threatened to kill them). So… at work, I’m attacked from all sides. Then I come home. To an empty house. Because the woman who was in a relationship with me for 14 years was dismissed… she didn’t love me, at least not in a way that made me in anyway a priority.

So the question that loops in my head? The thing that is making me question myself more than anything right now??

Am I a good person? Because… I don’t feel it. Any more I just.... feel like an NPC waiting for the eventual patch that removes me from the game entirely.