It's not worth being alive. It's the limit.
Nice to meet you.
I'm currently in my 2nd year as a working person.
It's been 1 year since I left college, and I thought I'd gotten used to my work life, but recently I suddenly don't understand the meaning of my life.
I haven't had that much dissatisfaction with the work itself so far, and I've been blessed with the people around me and have managed to get on with it.
However, as soon as the newcomer training was over, I was assigned to a local area and left my hometown and alone, so there were no people or places I could forgive at all, and even if I tried to find a new place to stay, it was hard to find it because it was in the countryside.
Also, since touring was my hobby when I was in college, I thought positively that it would be convenient to be able to run in various places every time I was transferred, even if I went to a rural area,
When I was close to graduation, I fell down due to lack of sleep, and my doctor stopped me from driving for a few years, and now I only have legs on buses or bicycles that don't have many buses.
Therefore, places where you can go even if you want to change your mood on a day off are limited to the vicinity of your home, and you can't return home unless you get one even during consecutive holidays due to the balance of travel time and transportation timetables.
However, since it's a small society in the countryside, the only people I meet are people involved in the workplace, and no matter when I go out on holidays, things at work flicker out, and even after I come here, it's a state where there is no moment to rest my mind.
Meanwhile, I finally began to think, “Is it worth living until living such a worthless life?” and I didn't feel so grateful that I would throw even my earned salary away as it is.
I also thought about changing jobs, but job change activities where I live now are difficult if I don't have legs that I can use myself due to the location,
However, I feel that it would be a sweet idea to quit my job as it is and go back to my hometown to do job change activities.
Should I change my environment even after quitting my job, how can I have fun and laugh like in the old days...
If you notice it, you'll be alone and think more and more, and when you get home from work, you'll almost start crying at home.
No matter what you do, the current situation is holding you back and it's hard to move.
I was living by deceiving myself that something good might happen if I tried a little harder, but that is also the limit.
I discussed this with my relatives and close people, but it didn't work out.
I'm sorry for the bad rampage, but please give me some advice on what to do about my work or personal life.
