Do you enjoy your job?

No. Primarily because I don’t have one. The last year of my life has been traumatic.

I haven’t been able to resume work without having massive anxiety and triggering.

About all I can do is write. Yet, most days that seems futile.

I sit here day after day applying yet because I’m a nice white girl- my efficiency in an Arizona kitchen isn’t that of my tanned counterpart. Plus, I don’t speak Spanish.

Nor do I possess the ability to learn it.