I work 45 hrs a week (including unpaid 1-hour lunch breaks) and today I skipped work due to headache and lightheadedness. My stomach issues were also back. Psychologically, I also really did not wanna work today. I have social anxiety and I've reached my limit. I just stayed at home and watched Youtube videos and listened to soothing music instead. Took a fat nap too.
Anyway, all the while I was trying to ignore the huge raincloud of guilt hovering above me. I felt like if I could have just clocked in after lunch so I couldve at least gotten a half day's worth of work done. But I also felt so cozy in my room, just felt so safe. So I just did not get up from bed.
Does anyone relate? To be honest I've come to accept that tihs is going to be my life until I'm 60 or something. Thats why I really tried to like my work, so I would get excited every morning to go to work. But every now and then this dread strikes me ever so deeply, like, right through the soul or whatever lmao. I know the world is not going to change just because I want it to. It's not even going to change if there's many of us that want it to. Its gonna take so much effort but I don't think we're gonna achieve some alleviation in the next `10 yrs or so, what with the huge corporations that wont allow the 4-day workweek, the wars that are going on in other countries, the ever-growing impoverished population, etc blah blah to make it short the world fucking sucks, doesnt it?
How should a person like me cope and deal with this? Would appreciate some realistic advice.