This is what I've been feeling for a while now with my job. I don't belong there...it's not what I'm meant to do...it's not who I am.
I feel like a trapped animal that is being held to the back of the small, confining cage by water gushing from a fire-hose held to my face.
I feel like I'm drowning and I'm losing myself...
Yet there I am, without the ability to get out.
I would just like to quit and figure out the rest, but that's a decision that will come across as terribly irresponsible to others:
-How will you pay your bills?
-What will you do for insurance?
-Don't you know that it's impossible to get a job nowadays?
-You're no spring chicken, you know...
Yes, I do know.
But I'm so tired.
And life is so short.
What do I do???