- Dec 13, 2015
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Like most nights I'm lying in bed desperately wishing somehow my life would change or that even I'd be so sick that I'd never gave to see a call center or another terrible job again.
I've been suffering with a feeling like I can't breathe most likely bronchitis developed from my last call center job anyway. Tomorrow I have to go to the doctor and spend more money I don't have. To fix something my job probably caused.
At this point in my life even though I'm only 26 life feels over and pointless. I'm constantly on here wishing someone had an answer to end my suffering.
I'm sure people think it can't be that bad but for me I feel like I've literally died and gone to the lake of fire because I'm in prison.
Everyday my life belongs to my employer and co-workers who hate my guts and laugh and talk behind my back. That's all this life is wake up and go to work and wish for death. I'm sure all my work is making a CEO rich, sure he will live every minute of his life while mine is lived in a cubicle. Everyplace is hostile when its nothing but strangers that hate me, rules that oppress me, and a job that drains all my time, and steals my youth and creativity. Then taxes come in and Rob me of all my hard work. I hate this life. Nothing will ever mask the fact that this life is terrible. No good times with family, no hobbies, friends, every good thing is killed by how much I hate being a wage slave. With a job I will always be poor. I want to just disappear. I don't want to be trapped in this life forever.
I've been suffering with a feeling like I can't breathe most likely bronchitis developed from my last call center job anyway. Tomorrow I have to go to the doctor and spend more money I don't have. To fix something my job probably caused.
At this point in my life even though I'm only 26 life feels over and pointless. I'm constantly on here wishing someone had an answer to end my suffering.
I'm sure people think it can't be that bad but for me I feel like I've literally died and gone to the lake of fire because I'm in prison.
Everyday my life belongs to my employer and co-workers who hate my guts and laugh and talk behind my back. That's all this life is wake up and go to work and wish for death. I'm sure all my work is making a CEO rich, sure he will live every minute of his life while mine is lived in a cubicle. Everyplace is hostile when its nothing but strangers that hate me, rules that oppress me, and a job that drains all my time, and steals my youth and creativity. Then taxes come in and Rob me of all my hard work. I hate this life. Nothing will ever mask the fact that this life is terrible. No good times with family, no hobbies, friends, every good thing is killed by how much I hate being a wage slave. With a job I will always be poor. I want to just disappear. I don't want to be trapped in this life forever.