Wake up before the sun has even thought about rising, drive 45min, be there at this time, take a break at this time, lunch, break, now you can leave, drive 45mins back home, get home with zero energy, motivation, enthusiasm, time. Constantly told when and where and how to be. Is this shit really worth it? Then, forced Saturdays! My life is not my own, and I will never be rich or happy. I get 1 or 2 days out of 7, and one of those days is spent filled with anxiety and depression, because the next day is Monday. Christ!
I have to know! Is this it? Is this the best life has to offer?