Life keeps on complicating and adding more expectations

I felt like I coped a lot easier when I was younger before work became such a chore, unenjoyable and constantly changing. The pressures seem to keep going up and up with age. Society says I must continue to work regardless of how that impacts my mental health and sense of wellbeing and if you don’t work you are seen as lazy and or sponging off of the government and I understand money doesn’t grow on trees but shouldn’t life be enjoyable rather than deliberately putting yourself through uncomfortable situations over and over again. I think if you can find a job you really like that’s a blessing, it really is. I personally come back from work feeling drained, head spinning and all over the place with disorientation. I also feel like the more I do this the less mental and psychical energy I have for anything else. Doing longer shifts like 9-12 hours takes it out of me and it takes me days to recover. Being around people for hours on end and having to “sweat” it out because you feel like you should in some way at least project an expected version of yourself is exhausting. I’m not saying I want to rock back and fourth on my chair or spin around in circles but the intense feeling of just trying to keep it together is there. Every bone in my body is rejecting the environment and the people in it but that’s work apparently. Anyway, I like to vent sometimes, thanks for reading.

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  • I always thought that work was supposed to be horrible, draining and unenjoyable, a means to an end unless you're lucky enough to be self employed doing somethng you do actually like. I've always thought that making work as horrible as possible, an exhausting and unsatifying thing to make earn barely enough to get by on was they way in which the establishment kept a lid on those lower down the social scale. Give us just enough to make us fear the loss of it, so as we don't revolt.

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  • I always thought that work was supposed to be horrible, draining and unenjoyable, a means to an end unless you're lucky enough to be self employed doing somethng you do actually like. I've always thought that making work as horrible as possible, an exhausting and unsatifying thing to make earn barely enough to get by on was they way in which the establishment kept a lid on those lower down the social scale. Give us just enough to make us fear the loss of it, so as we don't revolt.

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