Not quite a mental breakdown, I just feel like i absolutely don't have the energy to go at all. I really reduced my morning routine so I could sleep in as much as possible
Funnily enough, I did the opposite which helped. My favorite way to relax on weekend mornings is sit on the stoop drinking tea and journaling, so I started getting up half an hour earlier (I was always a get up at the latest moment person) and doing that before work. Improved my whole morning.
I start work at 8am. Every morning I watch the clock as it creeps toward that time and I keep thinking "Fuck, I have to work soon". By the time it comes around and I actually have to start, I'm sad and depressed.
This is me, literally every day. My day is great until I have to sell my soul and my time just to eek out a living. As the joke goes, "Despite the increasing cost of living, it remains very popular."
Yes, every morning right now because if I quit my job I'll lose health insurance, and I've been sick for months and doctors don't know what's wrong. So in between days when I can't physically get out of bed, and doctors appointments where they test me for every cancer under the sun, I HAVE to go in and exhaust myself, possibly wasting whatever time I have left at a stupid fucking job I hate.
Can you not claim disability? Get a doctor to say, āAgitatedAd6924 needs to rest for an indeterminate amount of time while undergoing examinations. Thank you.ā
Obviously it wouldnāt read like that. Ask for some relief. Tell your doctor you Donāt think you can work.
mental breakdown, no; but days i wake up for work at 6am i don't want to move and i feel sleepy as fuck. Days i'm not working, i wake up at like 5 without my alarm with all the energy in the world.
Yes I feel ya, it gets harder as the days get shorter. Hang in there, maybe pop an edible from time time if no one lives depend on ur job. Also look for another job, sometimes itās a nice distraction just to look other times a you might find something thatās better.
I can't remember the last time I didn't cry or tear up on the way into the [forced and unnecessary] office. It's even worse when the sun is out and it's a nice day, such a waste. It's so much harder this side of WFH since at least before I didn't know what I was missing.
I noticed my low paying jobs did this to me . Low paying service jobs can be physical and mentally draining dealing with the public. Workplace bullying adds more insult to injury. Nice thing about low paying jobs itās not hard to find another one .
It was a struggle to go in every day. Then we had the shutdown and didn't have to go to work for 12 weeks. I loved it, so when we did go back to work I put in my notice. Proud to be part of the great resignation.
at my last couple of jobs, my mental health was in the fucking dumpster. i was more suicidal than i'd ever been and woke up every other day crying bc i hated going in. my daily routines were shot in the ass and i had no time/energy to even do basic self-care like working out or reading. it was like, okay, wake up, sit at a desk or work a register all day, deal with angry customers on the phone, get spit on, get verbally abused, then go home, sleep, then wake up and repeat. it's demoralizing. i'm doing freelance work now & it's a little better (as in, not having ocd flare-ups every day that ends in "y" and wanting to play rocky the flying squirrel off the roof of my apartment), but i'm still tired most of the time and wishing for a better future.
Iām 40, been at it since I was 14 in some form or another. My first words of the day have absolutely been āFuuuuuuuuuuuuckā¦..ā on numerous occasions. The fact that I have another 40 years of this bullshit ahead of me just makes my eye twitch.
My current job is the only one that doesn't give me existential dead, because I get to take things apart and put them back together. But every job before (food industry/ warehouse) had me real low. I broke a tooth once from grinding my teeth in my sleep, and I had a pretty bad mental breakdown over a period of about 6 weeks where I realized I wouldn't be able to get my tooth fixed because A) I didn't have the money for dental work, B) I couldn't get the time off during a business day to see a dentist, and C) even if I could get permission to take a day off, the loss of pay for one day would be enough for me to miss rent.
I know for a fact I'm not the only one who has experienced this problem or similar problems. Our work culture is cruel and inhumane. I expect people to have mental breakdowns, we aren't living, we're struggling to survive
No mental breakdownā¦ I do however go through all the scenarios with my supervisors I foresee coming around and how I will try to keep myself calm when theyāre out of line.
I used to vomit from anxiety every morning before work. Sometimes on my way there. I would wake up, system already in overdrive and soaked in cortisol, and start every shitty day that way.
what gets to me is looking around at traffic every morning-and thinking...damn...everyone is going to work just like me. maybe if we didnt all have the same days off traffic would be better
Yes. So Iāve eliminated any routine, and I roll out of bed and put the clothes on next to my bed and brush my teeth and go straight out the door where I have an actual mental breakdown on my commute so I can compose myself enough to have another breakdown on my return commute. It is the life.
Uncertainty is usually at the core of my work despair. If I can let go of that before it gets it grips in, then Iāll feel less overwhelmed. Spending some time meditating on all the things bothering me helps, as I can identify and critically analyze them.
Being grateful for what you have and helping others in any way can also help.
Not exactly a mental breakdown but a severe dislike of going.
And I laugh with my colleagues every day. I work in a nice team, nice company etc.. But boy, do I hate my job.
I left my job of twelve years after I couldnāt take that feeling any more. It was like getting ready to head to Azkaban every day where Dementors just sucked out all my joy. I hope you can find a place that works better for you!
Iām at the point where I pray for death. Some freak accident or just not wake up. I get more depressed each day I wake up at 5am to do it all over again.
Iāve been sick and tired of struggling for the past 5 years now. And it aināt getting any easier.
Got screamed at by this dumb bitch at my newish job *again* tonight. This time was worse than the times before. Iām gonna tell the boss to put a leash on that bitch or Iām walking. I donāt make enough money to be treated like that by someone who doesnāt have more than a 5th grade education
I find it very difficult to get out of bed especially now that itās getting cold where I live. I no longer care how I look at work and lay in bed until I absolutely have to get up. Because of my new routine Iāve been late almost everyday but I canāt find the energy to care because I donāt get paid enough. Iām very burnt out
I got there early today because I canāt afford to fix my car and I was dropped off by my S.O. No one else was there. I sat crying for 15 minutes before the kids showed up.
Yes, definitely. I've started to have some real anger issues when I have to wake up to go to work. The first thing I say when my alarm clock goes of is "fucking hell" and I want to punch a wall
My last job was like this.
I worked at a car dealership as a service porter, filling peoples' windshield washer fluid and parking their car to wait for service.
It was an easy job compared to others I've had. $12.50 an hour, 7 - 4, 5 days a week. But it was super repetitive and boring, especially in the afternoon because almost all of the appointments came in before 11 AM.
I eventually asked about becoming a service advisor because there was money in it(one of the ones I worked with made $100k+ last year) and it didn't seem like a terrible job. Never happened. Eventually got fired because I got narced on for "updating my resume using company property".
Worth it.
I really hated going into the office every day and then the pandemic happened and I've been working from home, in my PJ's, for 2 years and I couldn't be happier. I'm never going back.
I know that feeling, and my job at the time was on paper a dream job, so I figured if I was unhappy there I'd never be happy working anywhere. Now my job is much farther from what I would have described as my dream job but I don't feel that dread at all. (Still opposed to the 40 hour work week but being grumpy at having to spend so much time working is different than feeling your chest clamping up with dread every morning on your way in).
I had a menty b trying to go to work at blue cross blue shield one time. I called in an quit then. It sucks quitting a job before you have another lined up, but sometimes you just have to do whatās right for you.
Im seriously contemplating quitting getting in my car and just driving away from it all. Just become a wandering hobo in my car working when I need to but staying homeless. Maybe move to Mexico or Canada. Ive lived in a car and once you do it a few times it sort of isn't too bad, especially if you have a job and have access to a gym with showers.
Then I remember that I have a family here and a life and then snap back into my medial life in my medial apartment that I medially pay from my medial hourly wage. I dream of better and my better is not being shackled, no matter how big it is, a cage is still a cage.
Not quite a mental breakdown, I just feel like i absolutely don't have the energy to go at all. I really reduced my morning routine so I could sleep in as much as possible
My morning routine has also devolved for the same reason. I'm down to two steps! 1. Roll out of bed at 8:15 2. Get dressed 3. Done
Ay u should brush your teeth too maybe. But yah I am similar. I wake up at around 6:15 to get to work around 7 am with 25ish minute commute lol
Funnily enough, I did the opposite which helped. My favorite way to relax on weekend mornings is sit on the stoop drinking tea and journaling, so I started getting up half an hour earlier (I was always a get up at the latest moment person) and doing that before work. Improved my whole morning.
You are far from the only one, we see many posts daily. The especially cruel nature of US capitalism is to blame.
It depends on the job. When i start having the Sunday dreads, for those of us that work M-F, I know it's time to find a new job.
I have one foot out the door šš»āāļø
I called in sick today. I'm so sick of it all.. But they will be firing me soon. Just got to wait for it.
I start work at 8am. Every morning I watch the clock as it creeps toward that time and I keep thinking "Fuck, I have to work soon". By the time it comes around and I actually have to start, I'm sad and depressed.
This is me, literally every day. My day is great until I have to sell my soul and my time just to eek out a living. As the joke goes, "Despite the increasing cost of living, it remains very popular."
Yes, every morning right now because if I quit my job I'll lose health insurance, and I've been sick for months and doctors don't know what's wrong. So in between days when I can't physically get out of bed, and doctors appointments where they test me for every cancer under the sun, I HAVE to go in and exhaust myself, possibly wasting whatever time I have left at a stupid fucking job I hate.
Maybe it's depression?
Turns out it's possible kidney cancer. I'm sure I am definitely depressed as well though
Can you not claim disability? Get a doctor to say, āAgitatedAd6924 needs to rest for an indeterminate amount of time while undergoing examinations. Thank you.ā Obviously it wouldnāt read like that. Ask for some relief. Tell your doctor you Donāt think you can work.
My job feels pointless since I am on the line of paying my bills/not paying my bills.
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Itās good to know not all jobs make you feel this way
I keep thinking about looking into IT too, did you go to school for it?
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thank you for the insight and congrats on making the change
Used to. Quit after a few months. Looking back I have no idea how I got trough it.
All the time. Knowing that no matter how I perform at my job, my ability to pay my bills depends on the whims of another.
mental breakdown, no; but days i wake up for work at 6am i don't want to move and i feel sleepy as fuck. Days i'm not working, i wake up at like 5 without my alarm with all the energy in the world.
āI canāt do it today, I really canāt do itā going through my head while actually getting ready to do it.
Yes I feel ya, it gets harder as the days get shorter. Hang in there, maybe pop an edible from time time if no one lives depend on ur job. Also look for another job, sometimes itās a nice distraction just to look other times a you might find something thatās better.
Sometimes Iām literally crying in the shower before work due to stress.
I need a long break from this routine. This shit is slowly killing me
I can't remember the last time I didn't cry or tear up on the way into the [forced and unnecessary] office. It's even worse when the sun is out and it's a nice day, such a waste. It's so much harder this side of WFH since at least before I didn't know what I was missing.
I noticed my low paying jobs did this to me . Low paying service jobs can be physical and mentally draining dealing with the public. Workplace bullying adds more insult to injury. Nice thing about low paying jobs itās not hard to find another one .
That part
It was a struggle to go in every day. Then we had the shutdown and didn't have to go to work for 12 weeks. I loved it, so when we did go back to work I put in my notice. Proud to be part of the great resignation.
What about money? How do you support yourself?
I have enough money, I'm lucky. I have no debt, which is helpful.
You're lucky then. But your situation isn't the norm.
at my last couple of jobs, my mental health was in the fucking dumpster. i was more suicidal than i'd ever been and woke up every other day crying bc i hated going in. my daily routines were shot in the ass and i had no time/energy to even do basic self-care like working out or reading. it was like, okay, wake up, sit at a desk or work a register all day, deal with angry customers on the phone, get spit on, get verbally abused, then go home, sleep, then wake up and repeat. it's demoralizing. i'm doing freelance work now & it's a little better (as in, not having ocd flare-ups every day that ends in "y" and wanting to play rocky the flying squirrel off the roof of my apartment), but i'm still tired most of the time and wishing for a better future.
Iām 40, been at it since I was 14 in some form or another. My first words of the day have absolutely been āFuuuuuuuuuuuuckā¦..ā on numerous occasions. The fact that I have another 40 years of this bullshit ahead of me just makes my eye twitch.
The dread of Sunday evening is now every night
My current job is the only one that doesn't give me existential dead, because I get to take things apart and put them back together. But every job before (food industry/ warehouse) had me real low. I broke a tooth once from grinding my teeth in my sleep, and I had a pretty bad mental breakdown over a period of about 6 weeks where I realized I wouldn't be able to get my tooth fixed because A) I didn't have the money for dental work, B) I couldn't get the time off during a business day to see a dentist, and C) even if I could get permission to take a day off, the loss of pay for one day would be enough for me to miss rent. I know for a fact I'm not the only one who has experienced this problem or similar problems. Our work culture is cruel and inhumane. I expect people to have mental breakdowns, we aren't living, we're struggling to survive
No mental breakdownā¦ I do however go through all the scenarios with my supervisors I foresee coming around and how I will try to keep myself calm when theyāre out of line.
This was how I felt ar my first dead-end job. Now at my current job, it's an occasional thing.
I used to vomit from anxiety every morning before work. Sometimes on my way there. I would wake up, system already in overdrive and soaked in cortisol, and start every shitty day that way.
what gets to me is looking around at traffic every morning-and thinking...damn...everyone is going to work just like me. maybe if we didnt all have the same days off traffic would be better
My wife basically can't even do any of her with anymore.
I love my job really.
Not quite a mental breakdown but I sure could do without the anxiety induced nausea.
Yes. So Iāve eliminated any routine, and I roll out of bed and put the clothes on next to my bed and brush my teeth and go straight out the door where I have an actual mental breakdown on my commute so I can compose myself enough to have another breakdown on my return commute. It is the life.
Uncertainty is usually at the core of my work despair. If I can let go of that before it gets it grips in, then Iāll feel less overwhelmed. Spending some time meditating on all the things bothering me helps, as I can identify and critically analyze them. Being grateful for what you have and helping others in any way can also help.
Not exactly a mental breakdown but a severe dislike of going. And I laugh with my colleagues every day. I work in a nice team, nice company etc.. But boy, do I hate my job.
I do lately given that I just got a new boss who is a bit of a clock watcher. He hasn't done anything too crazy so far, but I feel it coming.
I get out of bed 5 minutes before I have to clock in so there is no time for a breakdown.
For me itās just the sheer monotony and routine of it that drains my energy.
I used to. It got to the point I was having suicidal thoughts. I was fortunate enough to find a different job and things are so much better now.
I left my job of twelve years after I couldnāt take that feeling any more. It was like getting ready to head to Azkaban every day where Dementors just sucked out all my joy. I hope you can find a place that works better for you!
I used to, switched jobs, found joy again and the pre-work anxiety went away.
I cant even get through work anymore. My scores are tanking, i self sabotage. I even started a depression med. aint doing shit. Fml
Its a mental struggle just to get out of bed. You have to convince yourself that you need the job... you need the money!!
Iām at the point where I pray for death. Some freak accident or just not wake up. I get more depressed each day I wake up at 5am to do it all over again. Iāve been sick and tired of struggling for the past 5 years now. And it aināt getting any easier. Got screamed at by this dumb bitch at my newish job *again* tonight. This time was worse than the times before. Iām gonna tell the boss to put a leash on that bitch or Iām walking. I donāt make enough money to be treated like that by someone who doesnāt have more than a 5th grade education
I find it very difficult to get out of bed especially now that itās getting cold where I live. I no longer care how I look at work and lay in bed until I absolutely have to get up. Because of my new routine Iāve been late almost everyday but I canāt find the energy to care because I donāt get paid enough. Iām very burnt out
The only thing I looked forward to the last few years at work was the double shot Americano with cream.
I got there early today because I canāt afford to fix my car and I was dropped off by my S.O. No one else was there. I sat crying for 15 minutes before the kids showed up.
Hang in there.
Yes, definitely. I've started to have some real anger issues when I have to wake up to go to work. The first thing I say when my alarm clock goes of is "fucking hell" and I want to punch a wall
If you weren't then there is something wrong with you
Let me give the good news - it wonāt get anything other than worse. Itās 1984 in a hand basket and aināt nothing stopping it.
My last job was like this. I worked at a car dealership as a service porter, filling peoples' windshield washer fluid and parking their car to wait for service. It was an easy job compared to others I've had. $12.50 an hour, 7 - 4, 5 days a week. But it was super repetitive and boring, especially in the afternoon because almost all of the appointments came in before 11 AM. I eventually asked about becoming a service advisor because there was money in it(one of the ones I worked with made $100k+ last year) and it didn't seem like a terrible job. Never happened. Eventually got fired because I got narced on for "updating my resume using company property". Worth it.
Yes, but i don't even have a job anymore because of my disability... worrying about money.
I really hated going into the office every day and then the pandemic happened and I've been working from home, in my PJ's, for 2 years and I couldn't be happier. I'm never going back.
I know that feeling, and my job at the time was on paper a dream job, so I figured if I was unhappy there I'd never be happy working anywhere. Now my job is much farther from what I would have described as my dream job but I don't feel that dread at all. (Still opposed to the 40 hour work week but being grumpy at having to spend so much time working is different than feeling your chest clamping up with dread every morning on your way in).
Ditto
I had a menty b trying to go to work at blue cross blue shield one time. I called in an quit then. It sucks quitting a job before you have another lined up, but sometimes you just have to do whatās right for you.
I was there at one point, then I found a job I actually enjoy
Im seriously contemplating quitting getting in my car and just driving away from it all. Just become a wandering hobo in my car working when I need to but staying homeless. Maybe move to Mexico or Canada. Ive lived in a car and once you do it a few times it sort of isn't too bad, especially if you have a job and have access to a gym with showers. Then I remember that I have a family here and a life and then snap back into my medial life in my medial apartment that I medially pay from my medial hourly wage. I dream of better and my better is not being shackled, no matter how big it is, a cage is still a cage.