My first job I had I worked at a drug store. I started as a cashier then moved up rather quickly. Photo tech, worked in the pharmacy, then finally moved to a different store as a shift lead. I did the job fairly well and slowly overtime started developing anxiety issues. Mostly it was the 3rd shift hours in a bad area, mixed with shoplifters, Karens, incompetent cashiers and other issues. Eventually moved to day shift and it got a little better in the sense of having more coworkers to help me out. Worked for six years and I could feel it mentally catching up. I was angry all the time and glaring at the door wanting to just walk out. I was destroying myself cause I wanted to help my coworkers but at a certain point noticed most of them were not doing the same for me. I’m talking pulling their bays and organizing them, covering shifts on my days off and doing whatever I needed to do. Eventually I left and one of the shift leads (he practically runs the store) reached out to me and said if I came back I can get $18 an hour. At that point I jumped ship from an HVAC job I started at (I could write another post on that, as terrible as it was) and pulled some strings to get a better job.
I now have a state job as a evening janitor at a charter school that’s way less stressful and much better benefits and I’ve never looked back since.