I hate working so fucking much that I can’t enjoy a moment of my life outside of it. My stomach is in knots all the time and my eye is constantly on the clock counting down the minutes till I have to go back and suffer through another day which never seems to end. I have no hobbies anymore, I have no interest in other people. I feel nothing other than dread, my entire life is based around work. I do it because I need to eat and survive. Fuck work, I wish I would just die or find another way to survive.