I'd remained silent since leaving the house. My inner world was crumbling. I lost the easiest job there was! I was only asked to feed the animals for a specific amount of time after surgery, keep the break room clean, cover the front when the others went on lunch. I didn't even start covering the front till months after working there. It was embarrassing for me when people asked me what I did for work. I didn't even have a title to give them as an answer. What do you say? Professional vet tech maid? I usually told people who asked that I worked for a vet clinic. They would assume I was an assistant, and I never corrected them. It caused me great anxiety, wondering when there would be a day I'd end up speaking with an actual vet assistant, and they start chatting it up like I knew what
