Every single Monday I go into a blind rage over my job and the rage slowly subsides of the course of the week. I repeat this routine every week.
I hate my job as well, it becomes depressive, an infinite loop of shitA part of me would like a trade in which i interacted as little as possible with others, like a guard in some remote place, being around people that are so normal is exhausting.At the end of the day you like the ides of going back home, maybe buying in parts a full bench and weight set so you dont need going to the gym.
I searched around for a job because every other employment made me want to kms. I love my current job, and I accept I'll never be a billionaire