My husband’s making me put this soundbite on my blog!
I was discussing my depression and my lack of 401K with him when he interrupted and asked me if I was going to be published in a prominent Jewish newspaper. I told him not to get his hopes up.
In fact, I went in further and added: “You know this is like the worst job for someone with depression to have. You just get crapped on and rejected all the time. It’s really depressing.”