Just trying to fill a hole because I take no pleasure in my work (even though I have one of the jobs that supposedly does good in the world - it's all superficial bandaids for systemic cruelty), depression got me looking at my hobbies like they're stale bread, and food/beer is my last drug.
Just trying to fill a hole because I take no pleasure in my work (even though I have one of the jobs that supposedly does good in the world - it's all superficial bandaids for systemic cruelty), depression got me looking at my hobbies like they're stale bread, and food/beer is my last drug.
Hey man, you were gonna feel alienated by your job either way, at least you got to substitute it with something enjoyable