My job consists of waking up at 6 in the morning, taking the bus to work and then allowing certain people to enter the building. Ocassionally, I get some actual work to do, and it usually takes me 5 minutes to complete and it's things that basically anyone else could do if they had the time. Most people would kill to have a job like this, right?
No, it's literally the easiest recipe for depression there is. Combine that with the fact I'm already depressed because of stuff that happened months ago AND that 90% of the workers are currently quarantined because there's no covid regulations ON TOP of the fact there's barely any windows on the first floor, and I'm questioning what's the point. I genuinely feel like I'm about to cry as I'm typing this but I can't because I'm so emotionally numb. I can barely enjoy games and shows that I usually love, and my motivation to write is rock bottom.
It doesn't even pay that well. I plan on quitting soon but it's a whole other process. I also have a psychiatrist appointment soon so I can finally get antidepressents, but it's only in a month. My friends and family are the only things keeping me from ****ing losing it.
Edit: Oh yeah I guess there's more stuff
I happen to be more financially fortunate than most since I have a disability allowance from my country's government (I'm autistic), and yet I continue to waste my money on food all the time. It's usually impulse buys because good food is one of the few things that gives me joy these days. Last month I made some great strides in saving money only to completely blow it this month. At this rate I will have to live with my parents until they die. I probably shouldn't complain about it because it's my problem and I could probably control it if I tried, but still.
Also my depression is likely the reason why I'm always tired, even when i get 8 hours of sleep or more, and it's ****ing unbareable at this point