|Posted by confused at June 19, 2012|
I hate my life so much. I don't hate myself though. I think that I am an intelligent worthwhile person. I just fucking hate my job which takes most my time so I can safely say I hate my life.
I want to quit so bad but I don't know what will happen if I do. I am completely stunned. I don't want to work because the boss is confusing me to death. I can't move without wondering "Will I get shit for doing this?". I do something and I get shit for it and am told to do it another way. When I do it the other way I still get shit for it and am told to do it the first way. I am going out of my mind here. I am simply doing nothing right now unless I have to. Now I think I'm gonna get fired because I have stopped working as much as I should. Now I have anxiety. Fuck this. This is too much. Yet, I still don't know if quitting is the right option because I don't have another job lined up.
I'm gonna ask my boss to be transferred to another department, I think she will agree. I do like my boss and have learned a lot from her but this is going out of hand. I don't know what to do. I don't want to sit at home for 6 months looking for another job. That is demoralizing.My heart rate has elevated from the stress. I am averaging 90 beats per minute 8 hours a day, 5 days a week for months now. My job is harming my health. It's good I'm young or else i would have a heart attack right now.
Wish me luck. Fuck!
|Posted by anonymous at June 15, 2012|
my story goes like this....At 15 my mom put me out to fend for myself. it was hard but i made it. had 2 kids 11 monthes apart by an abusive man who i left n hasnt done anything for my kids who are now 18 and 19. 14 years ago i met a man who truly loved and took care of me and my kids. now we have a 6 and 9 year old also. problem is we have no love for each other and stay together for the kids. my 18 year old son has a baby on the way n goes through legal problems all the time. my 19 year old daughter is having a baby by a bum. yes 2 grand kids on the way. i do everthing for my teens cuz i dnt want them where i was that young, but they are so ungratful and disrespectful. my other half of 14 years is like a miserable roomate. my job and boss suck! i pray for every person on here with a sad story. mine is nowhere near as bad as what ive read, but i am emotionally drained and dont see no way out.
|Posted by Mr. Paralyzed at June 14, 2012|
I don't want to work for someone else. I don't like being a pencil pusher. All I do is organize data. I create nothing of value I just put in numbers and make business statements. The rest of the time, I organize files, prepare slips, all paperwork. Lately, I've been procrastinating incessantly to the point now that I feel guilty that I haven't done shit. Now, I feel I'm gonna get fired. I now have hate plus anxiety, fucking nice combo. I hate my job and I hate that I can't leave it either. I can't quit because it would ruin me financially, or at least I think it will ruin me. I think that I can start a business of my own but a part of me believes I would fail. I don't mind not making a lot of money. I just want to feel good passing the 8 hours 5 days a week of the rest my life. Is that too much to ask? I don't want to get another job because all jobs that I get with my degree will be pencil pushing jobs which I will hate eventually.
I am in a way hoping I get fired. I want to work for myself. I want the anxiety and hate that runs through me every second of the 8 hours a day to stop. Some people enjoy working for others, I'm not one of them.
I don't really understand the system. I have to work 8-10 hours a day 5 days a week every month of every year till I'm 65 so that I can retire with all the life in me being sucked dry. Popping pills to reduce the stress, probably passing by some shrinks in the process... for what? So that I can retire at 65? I'd be d...
|Posted by Slacker at June 8, 2012|
I don't like working. I do the minimum I can just to pass by. It's been 10 months I'm working and I know I will never get anywhere career-wise if I continue like this. To be honest I actually want to get fired. I am lazy, I procrastinate everything possible to the last second and then I hand in mediocre work. I am applying to jobs left and right and I have had interviews with 2 companies till now (P.S. sick leaves are a pain to prove if you are not sick) and was called back for a second interview by one of them. I think I will get an offer from at least one of them. The thing is it is easy to hold your frame for 20-30 minutes because all employers want to feel secure that you are a hard worker, dependable, straightforward and that you will make their lives easier and excel at what you will be working. I conveyed all these in the interviews but holding your frame full time 8 hours a day 5 days a week for months is tiring and I don't think that anything will change even if I get a new job. I never feel like working. I think I will change jobs every year till I die and will never be satisfied from my job. It's not that I'm mentally deficient or anything. I graduated with honors in Finance and I have a 130 IQ but I procrastinate like hell. It's not that I don't care about my job... it's just want to work when I feel like working, not all the time.
I am at work now and I hope my boss barges in and I get fired for slacking off. I really don't want to work. It's not fun...
|Posted by Just a number at May 30, 2012|
I live in an area of the U.S. that has a very poor job market. I have to stay here to mind for my elderly mother. I am broke and getting more so everyday. I graduated college 12 years ago and I'm yet to find a job that pays ok and is enjoyable at the same time. My current job pays ok but the job itself sucks monkey balls. This situation has cost me friendships and relationships. I am sad every single day and its because of my job.
|Posted by dave at May 18, 2012|
I was born into a family that didn't care about people. My father was a strange asshat that mooched off his wealthy father for a living. My mother was always more worried about how others perceived her as a parent, than actually caring about her children. They split up after my father banged some floozy in Colorado, and my father, having plenty of his fathers money to spend, made sure my mother had nothing.
He would call us up occasionally, saying he wanted to spend time with us. Usually by the time we arrived he had some great project for us to do; be it moving, cleaning, construction... anything to save him a buck. We haven't spoken in about 6 years.
My extended family is judgmental, stupid, and big-mouthed. They are spiteful, mean-spirited people, who belittle anyone not currently in the room.
My friends have all either moved away, or have died.
I was unemployed for so long due to the bad economy I managed to wrack up enough debt to need to file bankruptcy. Mostly buying food, and clothes... although I did pick up smoking at this time as well, so tack that on there.
I now have a job, but I work so often I can't even go to stores without taking a vacation day. Every night, I go home and sit around, because I hate people so much I stopped going out when I was about 25. I can't have an intelligent conversation with the meatpuppets of this world to save my life.
Now it's just a blur... Monday may as well be Friday, bec...
|Posted by Dustin at May 18, 2012|
I'm 26, and still working a shitty entry-level job as a security guard. I did one year of college, under a 'general studies' program, thinking I'd take a bit of everything and find something to interest me, but nothing did... so I left and figured I'd work a job for a year or so, then come back when I figured out my direction. This would keep me from building up more student loans to go absolutely nowhere. I took a job in security that paid pretty well, so I took out a lease on a car and life was sweet. Then the recession hit... I missed a bunch of car payments, and the car got reposessed, I missed so many student loans it went into collections and now the Canadian equivilent of the IRS is on my ass. I'm over $20,000 in debt, but in todays job market I had to take a position that barely pays enough to cover my monthly bills, let alone dig myself out of debt.
To make matters worse, I'm already afflicted with high blood pressure and a possible heart condition I can't seem to nail down, but I can't even find an ongoing family doctor, which means I have to keep using walk-in clinics that don't even want to do the tests to figure out what's wrong with me, they just want to write a prescription for a blood pressure medication and kick me out the door.
I also have next to no real friends, no love life to speak of at all, and the only two real friends I DO have work on the oil rigs, so they're only in town one week out of 5, during which time they have to catch ...
|Posted by Hater01 at May 17, 2012|
First, My job is a freaking nightmare. I was attacked (physically) at work. Nothing ever happened to the person who did it despite me having witnesses. I trusted the wrong people. A month later, I was transferred within the company and I can't meet my bills. Enter debt collectors.
Second, The man I have been seeing for 4+ years has fallen off the face of the earth. I have absolutely no idea why or what's going on. No calls, no texts, nothing despite trying to contact him.
Third - Menopause. Need I say more?
Last? Family. I know they mean well, but I wish they'd just leave me alone. They are all so happy with their lives and I'm glad they are, but I'm sooo sick of having to tell the same story over and over and over again. I'm tired of hearing "It'll get better" when it isn't. The s*it just keeps piling up with no end in sight. My kids are they only thing that keeps me going although I'm pretty sure they'd be better off without me. There's nothing worse than being a burden on everyone.
Friends are non existant.
|Posted by Unemployable at May 16, 2012|
I just turned 28 and still live at home with my parents. This was not my life plan. I got my Bachelors degree when i was 22 and the sky was the limit. Got a job soon after and life was good.
I quit work to focus on a Mastes degree three years after... I didnt complete it and trying to get back into employment is the hardest thing. I must have applied for over 50 jobs in 3 years... I've done 3 intenships which have not led me to anything. I dont even get tothe interviews stage. I have had professional firms look at my CV, theres nothing wrong wit it if thats what you were thinking... I've even applied to jobs waaay below my credentials.. I still dont get them. Infact that is it... I am no longer confident enough to apply for jobs that will truly challenge me. I fear i cannot take another rejection. So now i stay at home and pray for the world to end.
I fry my braincells with TV on a daily basis, each junk food, have my weight yoyo ridiculously. I shut out my friends who are happy cos i just cant deal with them right now.
I know i am fortunate still to have a place to live and people who care about me... But i have stopped caring about myself. Asking your folks for pocket money at 28 is really...shattering.
So... My life sucks!
|Posted by Depresso the Magnificent at May 11, 2012|
I moved to a horrible city for my dream job, only to find out on my first day that I was being demoted to the crappiest job of all: Technical phone support. I was told that there was little to no chance of them ever promoting me, and that I'm not "manager material" so I'm pretty much stuck. Recently the head people at my job held a meeting and decided to cut out half the jobs in the IT department, so I'll probably be fired, except it took 8 months to get this job in the first place, so I'm probably screwed. I live in a crappy apartment that smells like piss no matter what I do, I drive a crappy car that's beat all to hell, and I have a crappy income that doesn't leave much for savings. My boyfriend is getting depressed and discouraged because he can't get into medical school, and I can't help him because I'm so depressed and discouraged. I'm gaining so much weight I've got stretch marks on my arms. As much as I want to stop gaining weight, stuffing myself with cheeseburgers and donuts is the only thing that makes me feel better and not want to drive my car the wrong way during rush hour. The combo of stress and hormonal birth control is making me break out in giant, incredibly painful zits. My parents and I haven't spoken in years, but they've suddenly started demanding that I go back to school because I'm such a disappointment. My sisters won't talk to me because they think that me going to school was to show them how much better I am than them (It wasn't, some people just go to college after high school, others don't). I'm buried in student loan debt that I can barely make the payments on and will be paying until I die, all so I could get the crappy job I have. So, in summary: I am a fat, pimply loser who nobody loves and is buried in debt, who spends all day getting yelled at by people who can't turn on a computer, and I will probably be stuck like this for the rest of my life. I'm tempted to tell my boyfriend to get out while he still can.
|Posted by anonymous at May 11, 2012|
Everyone thinks I have lots of friends. I'm sure more people care about me than I realize. But God I feel so alone.
I am declaring Chp 7 bankruptcy next month. Went through a tax audit that left me due money and then lost my job last year. No one knows my situation except a few people. Everyone thinks I have a near-perfect life, in some ways. But I don't.
I have often just felt so different than others. I know I couldn't be. But sometimes I feel intellectually on a plane that maybe isolates me from others. Also my experiences have led to that--I have chosen to pursue careers in foreign countries, to do things that simply lead to having to make new friends and go through lonely times.
People seem to want to use me a lot. Men for attention, people in my social group (church, mostly) I feel like just want gossip. I read once "I make love on the stage to millions, then I go home alone.". I identified. I have done speaking and sales work where that feels like my story.
The man I love is a pathological liar. It's very sad to accept that he will never be who I thought he was. And when he has realized I've found out about his lies, rather than want to fix them or apologize, he runs away scared to death that someone saw through him. So it's even been me often who has to coax him back. He agreed to therapy. But during it he was again lying to the therapist and me. Women contacted me through Facebook, basically, telling me what else he had goi...
|Posted by Justanother at May 10, 2012|
I'm 24 have an associates degree in it and a b.a. In university studies. Can't get a job to save my fucking life! I settled took McDonald's the only place to call me back got an 8.50 an hr manager position. The job is the greasy, nastiest hard job fucking ever!!!!!!!
I just got engaged to a guy I really like but he doesn't want kids, me in the other hand I look at all my fucking happy friends with kids on Facebook and want that same fucking forfillment in my life. Every day it McDonald bed McDonald's job applications and searching for another expensive college degree. What's Is the fucking way out of this hell. Should I just quit to fucking job and say I refuse to work that crap, or stick it out. Also I just applied for lpn school n have a 1:4 chance of getting in. People say the pay is low but wtf do they think McDonald's is? Should I do lpn or suck it up n do a 2 n a half year rn program?
I need a huge change of life right now any suggestions welcome!
And prayers needed. Thanks
|Posted by Brian at May 8, 2012|
I work as a Paramedic on 24 hour shifts out of a station, like a fire department does. We used to have regular partners until we dropped one of our positions, and now we sort of rotate who we work with. My regular partner, we'll call him Jake, is basically who I think of as my 'best friend'.
Well, we have a lady who works here who's dumb as a rock and has some very irritating character traits. I've been partnered with her for several shifts now. Jake is with someone else and they keep doing the things we used to do together during our free time, like going to have coffee, going to dinner with Jake's wife, etc...and I don't get to go.
I asked him what he was doing for dinner tonight and tried to suggest we all put in for a shift dinner. He said that he and Megan were going to dinner with his wife, and that "I wasnt invited". He didn't seem very serious, but it wasn't quite all joking either.
I don't socialize very much outside of work. I go to college, but I don't know anybody there, and I can't really seem to make any friends...I've never really fit in anywhere. So to come to work here and have people who like me being around, who I have a good time with...it was like finally having real friends. But then this happens, and all the problems that I thought were gone come right back to haunt me.
I try to tell myself that he was just teasing me because I'm partnered with the annoying lady. But then, I can't help feeling that a real friend w...
|Posted by Cant Take Much More! at May 2, 2012|
I was not doing very well 15 years ago and decided to leave the USA for a new start. I managed to land a job in Saudi Arabia and spent 15 years there working and saving. During my time away I didnt come home for 8 years even for a visit. My first trip home I purchased a home and let my mother stay there and went back to Saudi. I spent another 6 years working to pay off school loans child support and other items and came back to the USA. I managed to land a job and was happy to be back. I now had a wife and 2 children a good home and a giod dog. A few months later I lost my job as our company was hurting as all companies were. I slowly went broke and lost everything and moved to another state to work in a family business that soon after started hurting also. Now I am jobless homeless and 48. My wife hates me and my children say i have destroyed their life. My wife tells me directly she hates me but stays for the children. This is just my story outlined the details make me cry just thinking so I will expand later. As for today I think I am ready to go on to heaven as I cant take anymore.
|Posted by queer at May 1, 2012|
Let me start by saying that I am a proud gay man from New Hampshire. I grew up in abusive household were my dad was never home and my mother beat me and loaned me out to her men that came over. She made money by selling me to grown men. I hated growing up. The things I had to put in my mouth made me feel like a human toilet. When I was about nine I realized I was gay. But I still didnt like what my mother made me do/ To this day I still cant eat c.\lam chowder because it smells like old balls. When I turned twenty, I went to community college and got a degree in criminal justice. Bad decision. now I work at taco bell from three to close making about eight bucks an hour. I have never ever hurt anyone and am crying right now. I wish that I can die in my sleep/ my dog wont even lick my balls anymore. I think she is allergic to the crunchy peanut butter. I will never find a man of my own. My asshole was so abused when I was younger that I had to have surgery a year ago just so I wouldnt shart myself everytime i stood up. How is the easiest way to die? And fuck you mercy dont comment on my post. I read peoples problems and you suck. I hate you, you straight midget loving bastard,
|Posted by adam at May 1, 2012|
So here's the deal. I graduated highschool, went to colleges and had jobs the whole time to help pay my way. I got an associates in the medical field, but upon graduating, my fellow graduates and myself learned that there were essentially no jobs left in our specific discipline for the region we live in. I'd have to travel to Alaska to find work that was relevant. So, not letting that hold me back and knowing I'd need a job to survive, I got into labor. I was promised by my employer that I'd go to the top of the company do to my credentials and work ethic. I moved up to being a head tech and head trainer, but only made it to 10.50 an hour. I had to work day and night which wasn't a problem, but I was constantly promised a promotion just to string me along. I watched as all the other employees quit because our boss (who is a police officer) was a corrupt con artist who would expect you to work 40 hours straight with no overtime. And when confronted on that topic, he'd BS his way out of it. So due to sleep loss and exhaustion after one year of being virtually the only employee, I fell asleep and wrecked my car one night on the way home. Fortunately my mom let me use her car. She contacted her cousin who promised me he could get me a job in hydraulic fracturing (which pays awesome)even though I didn't have a CDL, if I quit my then current job immediately. So I did quit. And I contacted that company and they said my family member hadn't worked there in YEARS... he was just trying to sound like a big shot. Ever since then, every time a door opens, it slams in my face. I always get through the interview, but I've been told that I'm "over qualified" and that despite my hard work history, they still think that I'm a soft hand college boy. So now, I'm forced to go back to school at 28 and start all over. Life? Life sucks.
|Posted by heisenburgh at April 30, 2012|
let me start by saying that my life has gone straight to fucking hell over the last 6 months. I lost my job of 16 years at a major telecommunications company. I could not believe it, BAM!!! OUTTA NOWHERE..... Then two months ago, my wife comes to me and says that my three children are my brothers and they have been having sex now for ten years. took the dna tests, i have no kids...Get it? shit!! Then I lose my house, car and the whore took control over my bank account. I drive a 91 camery now and live in a week to week motel. Did I mention that I work at a carwash now? And to top it all off, my colostomy bag exploded all over a lexus today, when i was trying to dry it, the owner hit me in the side with her coach purse. I got fired. EVERYONE LAUGHED. I WANT TO DIE!!! Please, please someone out there give me some relief. Im almost out of time, they only give you thirty minutes at the library to use the internet.
|Posted by Useless Man at April 25, 2012|
I have always been a good student but a patient of anxiety and social phobia since childhood.
When I was small I didn't think about it because I didn't know what anxiety is.
In all my engineering time, I kept of studying...day and night.
In my 3 year, I got anxiety period, I felt horrified even to go to groceries store.
That continued till the end of college.
How I managed to pass the exams, I cant explain anyone.
After I completed my engineering, my anxiety got a bit low. I kept on studying.
Coz of fear and anxiety, I took a local job instead of good ones coz of anxiety.
I kept on studying.
After 2 years I decided to go to big city for a job, but when I left my current job, I got sad and anxious again and had to take medication !
After getting numb by these medicines, I went to a big city with my mom !
Lol, can u imagine ! I went with my 60+ years old mom while I was a 25 years old young man!
anyways my anxiety got worse and finally after 5 months I gave up the job. In all those 5 months I kept on studying and finally thought that my hard work is paying me.
But unfortunately after 5 months I had to come back to my home.
Now for the last 1 year, I am jobless but still I am studying ! lol
Dont know if I will just keep on studying only in my life and will ever earn a penny out of it.
When my friends are earning 10's of thousand rupees, I am just sitting at my home and eating the food earned by hard work of my bro.
I am dying everyday. Dont know what to do now.
God is unfair with me.
|Posted by Lewis at April 24, 2012|
I have a job cause of my families business. Doesn't feel like ive earned it. Got bullied alot at school, social anxiety was born. When i left school, started seeing therapist which helped, also started sales. Overcome alot of my anxiety, then depression set in. Wrote a sucide note, close to jumping of erskine bridge, until phoning samartins. Suicide is still an option which i fully consider sometimes. Always wanted to join army, told my parents, they said they would never talk to me and i would regret it. I have no motivation for my job atm, army seems a very good option even though its seems a challenging career. Need some support but don't want to make my parents sad, what if its the worst decision i will ever make? Or i can stick at the job ive got atm, and do something i dont enjoy, when i think of that want to end it all. Still get anxious around people, hard to breathe somtimes. life is a fucking rollercoaster, down more often than not. :(
|Posted by dee at April 24, 2012|
I have 2 businesses. I work 16 hours a day. Haven't had a day off in 10 years because there is no one smart enough to run the business while I'm gone...not even a day. I have no money..about to lose everything. Whoever said hard work and determination pays off was really wrong!!! There are not too many people that work harder and longer than I do. My son's health is not good. He has no insurance to go to the doctor. What do ya do? I am living day to day. I pray everyday. I believe in the Lord Jesus. I don't know what to do anymore. It seems the more I pray the worse it gets. If someone has a clue as to what to do, let me know would ya??