Chapter 17After the New Year, my plan was to get a job at a pizza place I’d worked at before. And that’s exactly what I did. The pizza place was a mile away from my apartment, but I figured I’d just walk, take the bus, or take a cab. I’d worked for the same company before, so I thought it would be easy to get back into the hang of it, and everything would be relatively stress-free. I wanted to get back into a routine like I had at the gas station. I hated that gas station, but I worked there for two years. Surely the pizza place would be fun and everything would be fine.
But depression was still looming on me. I took a mood stabilizer and antipsychotic, but I wasn’t taking an anti-depressant medication, and I think this is where the problem lay.
After Christmas, I started having random s
