For context, I live in Germany and am under a mini job contract. This means I'm not allowed to earn more than 520 a month.
I have ADHD and chronicish depression, which kinda makes me more susceptible to stress.
All my siblings started working as teens and at first I was super excited to get a real job and was also super excited for the money.
I was curious and happy at work for like…the first week? After that it started getting stressful with my manager always letting more people in than we had capacity for and whenever I said no to coming in on my free days management would not assign me any hours for the next week or so.
At fifteen I had a ten hour shift and I illegally had to serve liquor reqularly, whenever work got too stressful I would tell my colleagues I had to use the restroom and would just sit down and cry. The fact that I rarely got to take my legally required breaks kinda forced me into smoking cus I would get to take smoke breaks.
I had a fourty year old man flirt with me even after I told him I'm 16, I had a lady's dog try to bite me, my other manager slapped my behind once in front of all my colleagues.
My first manager reminds me of my mom and I fucking hate it, a big part why I started working was to have time away from home.
Right now we're understaffed and I'm allowed to clean the entire kitchen by myself; at this point even the prospect of having to do shit like this for the rest of my life makes me want to die. I always dreamed of becoming a writer but everyone always told me that the chances of me succeeding are low to non existent.
I just hope for y'all to reassure me that it gets better I guess