Honestly the days all just pass in a blur now, I’m either at work or counting down the days until I have to work again and I close my eyes and the year passes. I thought I was supposed to be working towards my goals but it just feels like I’m in limbo. How long am I going to have to delay my gratification until my sacrifices are worth it? Until I get a job that I can stand doing for the majority of the rest of my life? I saw this YouTube comment the other day saying that the worst feeling in todays society is having a job and not having a job and I’ve never heard anything more accurate. I have a job that pays pretty good and is pretty close to my house, but I hate everything I do there. I looked for jobs in other sectors but no one who pays enough ever got back to me. My experience is solely in the sector that I hate. So I have to stay. The thought of going to my job and staying there for 8 hours makes me want to kill myself. As an angsty teen I thought I understood the movies about 9-5s draining your soul, but I never knew it quite like this. Idk I’m just rambling, staying up until 4am before a workday praying that tomorrow doesn’t come.