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Another day, another failure. I can't seem to help but fall into that trap of anger and bitterness and wanting a certain someone to get fired. I'm pretty sure this isn't how God wants me to be behaving but I honestly can't even say I'm trying very hard not to.

I'm not really sure how to look at this. Am I where I am because I'm supposed to be learning to overcome it, or is this God's way of telling me to run as fast and as far as I can? I really don't want to just quit, but perhaps that is actually The Plan and I'm fighting it because I feel like I need to be in this industry because it makes me feel important and smart and even a little bit powerful?

But at the end of the day it's only money, and maybe that's not what God wants the focus of my life to be. Or maybe thinking like this is the cop-out? Gah. I don't know. I need a sign.

Just when you think you're forgiven
There's no material left for confession
You'll be standing there
Sorry
Unworthy
Look closer
Guilty and bloody

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