Welcome to Just Break Up, the podcast about love, heartbreak, and all the relationship

advice you don't want to hear.

My name is Sierra de Mulder.

And I'm Sam Blackwell.

And today we're going to answer a letter from somebody who is feeling burnt out and unsupported.

But before we begin, we just want to give you our Surgeon General's warning, which is that Sierra and I are not licensed mental health practitioners. Not at all. And we are not

like a career-advised professionals and we are not like a career advice, you know,

givers. Yeah, or like financial advice people.

No, no, no, we do give advice, but not professionally is what we're trying to say.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got it.

We're not your high school guidance counselors is what I'm trying to say.

They knew less than we do. I'll tell you that right now.

That person did not tell me anything.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no offense to that person. But we're also talking about the early 2000s the late 90s like you know that was weird. Yeah. You know what I mean like all right here we go

Bush remember that? Remember that? All right, here we go. Our letter is from Lost and

Resentful whose pronouns are He Him and They Them, who is writing to us from our shared capitalistic

Hellscape of the USA.

Dear Sam and Sierra I'm a 25 year old gender queer guy, he they, who recently quit my job and is slowly running out of money

and my three month supply of antidepressants.

My job was solid with good benefits, but it was corporate and killing my soul.

I had a pretty intense mental breakdown and had to start taking antidepressants.

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