Every job I've had I find faults in it, and I end up hating it. I just dont like working. The money is shit but “it's something” as my parents say. If I could just stay at home 24-7 watching mindless TV or streams that would be a dream come true. I like being alone. I like being a hermit. I'm not built for customer service, which unfortunately is what I do.
I have no motivation. None. Thought about going back to school for a masters. Don't have the money. I'm trying to move out. Don't have the money. I'm making 10.45 an hour and im just… here. I've been looking for a better job but I hear nothing back, and ill most likely be miserable there too. Its just a vicious cycle.