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Work is destroying my life

Hey all, as I'm sure many here can relate to, I'm reaching my breaking point with work. Not my specific job necessarily, but having to work period. It's an aspect of my life that for whatever reason is existentially difficult, like aging, sickness and death. And by work I mean alienated labor for a wage which mostly gets spent on enriching my landlord and corporate shareholders, etc. I am quite happy to labor away on shit that actually means something to me. Now, while theoretically the world could change, I doubt I will ever see it in my lifetime, so I have to somehow psychologically and spiritually reconcile myself to having to do things I don't want to do for most of my life to make other people wealthy. It just is what it is. That being said, I have no idea how to do this. After COVID I was…


Hey all, as I'm sure many here can relate to, I'm reaching my breaking point with work. Not my specific job necessarily, but having to work period. It's an aspect of my life that for whatever reason is existentially difficult, like aging, sickness and death. And by work I mean alienated labor for a wage which mostly gets spent on enriching my landlord and corporate shareholders, etc. I am quite happy to labor away on shit that actually means something to me.

Now, while theoretically the world could change, I doubt I will ever see it in my lifetime, so I have to somehow psychologically and spiritually reconcile myself to having to do things I don't want to do for most of my life to make other people wealthy. It just is what it is.

That being said, I have no idea how to do this. After COVID I was lucky to get out of the service industry and into some work that aligns more with my skills and interests, but I barely have anything left over after rent, bills and food. In the past I've worked full-time and part-time, I've been unemployed, I've had jobs I hated and jobs I felt indifferent about or even enjoyed on occasion, I've had hard jobs and easy jobs- none of it seems to make much of a difference, because at the end of the day, they were all coerced, and none of them were things I would willingly choose to spend my time doing. I can't seem to work anywhere longer than a year before it becomes completely corrosive to me.

This whole aspect of my life has just filled me with rage and despair over the years, and it never gets easier, even when my pay or the quality of the workplace improved. Of course I have mental health problems, I go to therapy, etc. (who doesn't nowadays?) but I feel like there's not much more I can do to fix this problem other than pray for the right job to magically appear somewhere.

I am tired of being destroyed by all this. The chronic despair, boredom and anger is turning me into a bad person. Has anybody here managed to be at peace with working?

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Work is destroying my life

Hey all, as I'm sure many here can relate to, I'm reaching my breaking point with work. Not my specific job necessarily, but having to work period. It's an aspect of my life that for whatever reason is existentially difficult, like aging, sickness and death. And by work I mean alienated labor for a wage which mostly gets spent on enriching my landlord and corporate shareholders, etc. I am quite happy to labor away on shit that actually means something to me. Now, while theoretically the world could change, I doubt I will ever see it in my lifetime, so I have to somehow psychologically and spiritually reconcile myself to having to do things I don't want to do for most of my life to make other people wealthy. It just is what it is. That being said, I have no idea how to do this. After COVID I was…


Hey all, as I'm sure many here can relate to, I'm reaching my breaking point with work. Not my specific job necessarily, but having to work period. It's an aspect of my life that for whatever reason is existentially difficult, like aging, sickness and death. And by work I mean alienated labor for a wage which mostly gets spent on enriching my landlord and corporate shareholders, etc. I am quite happy to labor away on shit that actually means something to me.

Now, while theoretically the world could change, I doubt I will ever see it in my lifetime, so I have to somehow psychologically and spiritually reconcile myself to having to do things I don't want to do for most of my life to make other people wealthy. It just is what it is.

That being said, I have no idea how to do this. After COVID I was lucky to get out of the service industry and into some work that aligns more with my skills and interests, but I barely have anything left over after rent, bills and food. In the past I've worked full-time and part-time, I've been unemployed, I've had jobs I hated and jobs I felt indifferent about or even enjoyed on occasion, I've had hard jobs and easy jobs- none of it seems to make much of a difference, because at the end of the day, they were all coerced, and none of them were things I would willingly choose to spend my time doing. I can't seem to work anywhere longer than a year before it becomes completely corrosive to me.

This whole aspect of my life has just filled me with rage and despair over the years, and it never gets easier, even when my pay or the quality of the workplace improved. Of course I have mental health problems, I go to therapy, etc. (who doesn't nowadays?) but I feel like there's not much more I can do to fix this problem other than pray for the right job to magically appear somewhere.

I am tired of being destroyed by all this. The chronic despair, boredom and anger is turning me into a bad person. Has anybody here managed to be at peace with working?

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Antiwork

Work is destroying my life

Hey all, as I'm sure many here can relate to, I'm reaching my breaking point with work. Not my specific job necessarily, but having to work period. It's an aspect of my life that for whatever reason is existentially difficult, like aging, sickness and death. And by work I mean alienated labor for a wage which mostly gets spent on enriching my landlord and corporate shareholders, etc. I am quite happy to labor away on shit that actually means something to me. Now, while theoretically the world could change, I doubt I will ever see it in my lifetime, so I have to somehow psychologically and spiritually reconcile myself to having to do things I don't want to do for most of my life to make other people wealthy. It just is what it is. That being said, I have no idea how to do this. After COVID I was…


Hey all, as I'm sure many here can relate to, I'm reaching my breaking point with work. Not my specific job necessarily, but having to work period. It's an aspect of my life that for whatever reason is existentially difficult, like aging, sickness and death. And by work I mean alienated labor for a wage which mostly gets spent on enriching my landlord and corporate shareholders, etc. I am quite happy to labor away on shit that actually means something to me.

Now, while theoretically the world could change, I doubt I will ever see it in my lifetime, so I have to somehow psychologically and spiritually reconcile myself to having to do things I don't want to do for most of my life to make other people wealthy. It just is what it is.

That being said, I have no idea how to do this. After COVID I was lucky to get out of the service industry and into some work that aligns more with my skills and interests, but I barely have anything left over after rent, bills and food. In the past I've worked full-time and part-time, I've been unemployed, I've had jobs I hated and jobs I felt indifferent about or even enjoyed on occasion, I've had hard jobs and easy jobs- none of it seems to make much of a difference, because at the end of the day, they were all coerced, and none of them were things I would willingly choose to spend my time doing. I can't seem to work anywhere longer than a year before it becomes completely corrosive to me.

This whole aspect of my life has just filled me with rage and despair over the years, and it never gets easier, even when my pay or the quality of the workplace improved. Of course I have mental health problems, I go to therapy, etc. (who doesn't nowadays?) but I feel like there's not much more I can do to fix this problem other than pray for the right job to magically appear somewhere.

I am tired of being destroyed by all this. The chronic despair, boredom and anger is turning me into a bad person. Has anybody here managed to be at peace with working?

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