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I once had freedom in my life.
I had choices.
But they no longer exist.
I can no longer spend a whole weekend
with my family.
They love me and i love them.
But alas
I cannot be with them.
I have been robbed of a social life.
A life that was once happy and content.
But now i am a prisoner five days out of seven without the choice of which two days i would like to have off.
No one cares if i am ill.
All they care about is their money.
Their greed.
And cutting back on staff.
I have no option but to work.
I have no option but to suffer.
No Christmas bonus this year.
I must work on Boxing Day.
The first day of the Christmas sale.
When in time will i be set free?