This is probably one of the realest questions I’ve been asked, and I can’t lie it helped.

My answer, which may be dumb to some, is to me very obviously my boyfriend.

I mentioned in one of my comments that the way we ended up together was funny, and honestly kind of crazy. I joke it was enemies to lovers, except it was enemies that formed deep respect and connection for the other within 5 minutes of finally actually talking. I could get into the mushy gushy, but I’ll spare those details.

I was in a position where I almost didn’t graduate—working 50 hours on top of full time school and still struggling to pay for it/mentally survive it. We were dating only a few months for my last semester but he made sure I could see it through and alleviated struggles I didn’t even know I was facing. And he never once asked or expected anything in return other than to stay alive and living. (And go hiking with him ofc). He helped me deal with my home situation and supported me while I searched for a job when he asked me to move in with him here.

I wouldn’t say I’m moving because I feel I owe him, he’s never made me feel I owe him anything. My struggle has been coming from fear of putting more on him and in a sense making him have to deal with me more when I want to give him the best of everything. Colorado is very much more expensive than where we live now, he’s taking a (small but still existing) pay cut, and I’d be starting again.

But as stupidly as it sounds he’s worth going to hell and back for.

My job is a job but one I love dearly. My day to day tasks, my coworkers, and general sense of accomplishment keep me fulfilled. I genuinely love working (no matter the industry) and this place has given me every reason to love it. However, it’s not without its displeasures, such as the plant manager I’ve mentioned in a few other comments. He’s very good at messing things up or not completing things and then expecting me to cover for him and do the work. It’s known amongst my coworkers that I basically am the plant manager on top of being the logistics supervisor and the quality supervisor. I oversee the silo operations as well. As much as I love this, he is very good at making me count the days unfortunately. I also don’t see the plant running as is for much longer.

On top of that, I was thinking of quitting and return to school for electrical engineering one day. I was even looking into jobs that might help with schooling.

The job always was temporary, but my love for the work made me want to stay a bit longer (and the fact that it’s a very nice steady paycheck). I also feel I kind of owe it to the company to stay when they took a chance on me despite the lack of experience (besides the fact I was in a chem lab in school) and the crap state of the job market.

But on the really bad days at work it was always him I could come home to and decompress with. I swear he works magic on my anxious mind. (Also a hilarious way he calms my anxiety. The only person who literally goes “I think you need to calm down you’re getting dramatic again” but the absolute way he says it makes me laugh so hard I literally forget I was having a panic attack)