Death almost never brings anyone together. Parents who lose their kids, family that loses a member, friends that lose friends.  This conclusion came to me a while ago when we, in a group of tightnit 3 Best friends lost one of us. The Best Friend that remained drifted away from me, at first it was my fault, since she was the only one that attended to the funeral. Then, probably not a year after, just simply because.  That was just four years after losing another person, which is a more of a complicated story. Oh no, self-pitying much? Nah. I've somehow managed to move on. However, sometimes I wonder what happened to her. We've been through a lot, after all. But then I simply don't care about people that don't even bother talking to me. Okay, that's probably a lie. Ps, don't google self-pity unless you want a bunch of bigots giving you unsolicited inspirational quotes. Update: omg it's actually fucking toxic, don't do it. Were it so, I

I find those motivational speakers really funny. "Travel the world and become a Digital Nomad. Uh.. What they say: What I see: *gonna be crucified for this one too* I . DON'T. LIKE. TRAVELING. Anyway, getting to the point; The shit about all this is, don't quit your job unless you have something in mind or another job in sight (youtube/blogging/vlogging isn't a choice) because let's be real - the economy is still walking on a crutch and imagine you quit on a whim and you will have to beg at their feet again for another opportunity. What you want is: thanks for your time, but I've found something better/more stable/ better paying to do. So if by ANY chance you'll ever get back to your old job, you'll have a place. What really happened: I've started working on this company in August last year, when I moved to Lisbon. I couldn't find a job near my home (in a rural area), and as I have relatives in the city (because let's face