I can't ****in take this much longer.
I bust my *** off at work, and for what? A not living wage, a car I can't drive cause who knows if I can afford insurance with these deep hour cuts on and off again in a period of weeks or months. Coworkers being lazy and have no consequences for it, and my manager KNOWS that worker is lazy and doesn't deserve the hours he gets yet he's getting the same amount as me, I suspect more. I also suspect that I and the other closer are getting the least amount of hours.
Not only that, but half the time I can't go on a damn break cause there's too much work to do, I'd rather keep doing work even at the cost of my health (cause I'm skipping meals often) cause it's too much. Once again today I had a bunch of work to do, not enough time and the stuff I did manage is half-***ed. The department isn't as clean as it could be, things are not orderly, I also forgot to check the out-of-dates for the pizza case.
The thing that really set me off today was my parents. They keep gettin mad at me cause I keep buying muffins. Like, what's the issue? Let me buy some **** muffins let me have these little few things I enjoy. When I wake up in the morning nothing motivates me. What's the point of getting out of bed? Life sucks *** rn and I just hate everythin. There is no point of gettin out of bed. Nothing motivates me, hardly anythin brings me any real joy. I don't want to get out of bed, but if I have muffins and wake up at a reasonable time (which sometimes I don't) then I can start my day by eating somethin I actually like. I've lost near all appetite for almost all foods. I don't want to eat anymore unless it's somethin I like, which is very few things. I skip out on lunch constantly, almost everyday cause there's nothing I want to eat. And the stuff I do eat that isn't dinner, is ****. Muffins, seasoned crackers or some other chocolate thing. I've made my self sick of eating cookies and brownies (not literal sick just no longer liking it even thou I love brownies). Food I used to like, I don't anymore.
I hate myself. I've given up on doing anythin productive or good. I had a list of stuff I wanted to do but I tore it down today out of anger. I just have to admit it myself that I won't do anythin productive for a very long time, even if for my benefit, health or mental.
I feel like crying alot more often over smaller things I won't normally cry about. Stress is makin me overly sensitive and my first reaction is to cry, usually followed by hitting things (if I can) out of anger. I hate crying, it doesn't do anythin, nothing changes. I'm emotionally weak and I absolutely hate that about myself.
I don't want to talk to my parents about any if this either cause when I do vent to them they usually say nothing, don't care, or get mad at me for somethin. There's no point. There's no point to do anythin in my life anymore. I have to bait myself to get out of bed with food, how pathetic. I don't want to get out of bed.