All a break does is make me realize how much of my life I'm missing out on, how much happier I am away from my job, and how much my job takes away my sense of humanity. With 4-5 days off I actually do my hobbies, clean my house, hang out with my family, make art, try a new thing or two. I made a blanket for my grandma, I made garlic and cheese biscuits and little hot chocolate bombs just for fun and handed them out to my neighbors, I tried starting a small garden. My house was spotless, I didn't eat any fast food, I slept 8 hours a night, and didn't take any naps during the day. I spent time outside. I felt like a human being.
But now that's stopped, because I'm working 8-10 hours a day, 5-6 days a week again. And I will be, forever.