Antiwork

I'm a 24 year old with no real certifications and no education past high school, with no desire to really attain either. I've been doing manual labor ever since I graduated back in 2016, going from bagging groceries to making coffee to building doors to painting moss (don't ask), and I can safely say that I despise working. I quit the moss job back in November of last year after realizing how miserable it was making me, and my girlfriend (whom I had met at said job before she quit herself) supported me when I said I didn't really want to reenter the work force right away so I could find out what my passion is. Its March now, and what I want to do won't make me money. I'm in a situation where I need to start making money, but I'm terrified of actually working again. I'm “not qualified”…

I sent in my letter of resignation! Yay! I was their only (ish) employee and worked 7 days/week for…. 11 months! I've been there for a year an a half and have my weekends off since September. I was super underpaid for what I was doing and did a shitload more than expected. There was an other employee not doing the same job as me, who was harassing me and bullying me. Now, this employee leaves during the winters and is coming back soon, so my anxiety levels are going up as his daily treatment was unacceptable and really affected my mental health and self esteem. Here is where I need advice. I sent my bosses a letter, telling them that I was quitting because of my paycheck and because of said employee. They came back and asked if I would reconsider if they took care of these two points.…

My parents keep telling me to pull myself up by the boot straps and to just make it work, but when I present them the math on inflation and wages they called me stupid. So starting today I have no parents. How dare they call me stupid when they both have lower than average IQ's and got to live on easy mode.

After 7 years I just couldn’t take it anymore and just quit! The anxiety, the extreme work load, I snapped. Now I’m like wtf did I just do but also relieved. I worked so much this year, I’ve barely been outside. Work and watch dateline. It’s a sad existence and I can’t believe how much this job took out of me. Just a complete nightmare. Thanks for letting me vent.

First day unemployed and just trying to sit with the feeling of not having that obligation. Being grateful that I’m not worried about the coming months rent or expenses. But know I need to figure some things out for the following month. Things are finally coming together after a decade of errors, blunders, actually becoming an “adult”, and periods of severe depression. Many things in early stages. All needing collaborators. People say they are down but then are not. Does anyone else actually see the vision as I do? I don’t know. I’m beginning to think no. But I’ve decided to work three days a week at the Dunkin’ Donuts in the local train station. I love train stations. I’ve been strategically cutting my expenses for a number of years and that should get me by and leave me plenty of time and energy for business pursuits of my own.…