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I want my passion back. I want my sense of wonder returned. I want that feeling I used to have. When I used to car. When I wanted to do the best job I possible could. I don't know what happened to that part of me. I hate my job. I hate most of the people I work for, and many I work with. So much is expected of me, but nothing is given to me to help me succeed. It's like I'm being set up for failure. And then being punished for not being able to succeed anyways. Plus I get a constant barrage about how much I suck at my job, and all the things I could better. But the boss I work for thinks I'm doing good, and I guess that's what really matters. Sometimes I think about reenlisting, go somewhere else and trying something new. There are jobs in the Army I think I would enjoy. But then I'll have a terrible week, and say "Fuck it, never again". I go back and forth. I can't decide where I want to live when/if I get out. I'm just so burned out. I need a break, but I never get enough of one. I just don't know what to do.
Pro Patria
Pro Patria