Wish I didn't have a job

It gets so hard to get up in the morning. I wish I didn't have a job to go to. I just want to stay at home and stay in bed. I just want some time to feel better.

To those that have depression and don't have to work, you don't know how lucky you are.

I'd say the lucky ones are the people who don't have depression...

Totally sympathise with how you feel, though. I'm self-employed and I have to work, I don't get sick pay, and I just want to go to sleep for a year.

Now that is very true! I'd rather have a broken foot than have depression. I found that much easier to cope with. When you have depression, nobody can see it and they think you are lying when you say you feel bad.

Yeah. It's marvelous feeling like a worhtless person. It's so awesome to be worried about finances. It's the best feeling ever to have nothing to say when people ask "so what you do for living". It makes me so great to send ***** myself out in vain with CVs, cover letters and job interviews only to hear "no".

Yeah. You can be jealous of the unemployed in the bad economy. It's awesome knowing it's not gonna get better any time soon, have idleness and pointless job haunting *worsen* your depression and erode your feeling of self-worth day by day.

Read my post: I said those that don't HAVE to work. I never said unemployed.

Then look at desperate housewifes of rich husbands. Hardly they are happy. Suburbs are full of them.

The only thing you can do is find a ways to make jobs more interesting. I would dream up crazy backstories about people I came in contact with during my stints. It helps surprisingly. Find some ways to indulge within means. Find the best way to go to work (prettiest, most interesting route...). Staying in bed won't help actually. In a way be glad ya have routine to keep you going.

I know once I'm out of this depression I will probably be grateful for the routine that kept me going every day. At the moment, it is hard to see the pretty in anything, but we keep on keeping on, and get up everyday trying harder, hoping it will get better.

Every morning when the alarm goes off I am depressed I woke up alive. I drag myself down stairs to get coffee and try to think of things I am grateful for to help me feel better about having to leave the house and go to work.

There are days I feel like I just can not do it and then there are those days that I am more resilient.

I do not even have depression and that is how I feel.

Even though I don't have to work, once a week I do. I volunteer at a children's hospital. Once a week I have a purpose. I do it because someday I want to have paid employment, and it looks better on a resume if you have experience with something, even if you are not paid for it. I am too bored being a housewife. Too lonly too. I don't have co-workers to chat with. PC is the closest thing to socialization that I have. So not having to work does not always equal happiness. If anything, it can get depressing.

I also sometimes wish that I did not have to work. My job has an extremely negative environment and it makes me feel worse about myself sometimes. I wish I could quit, not have to worry about finances, and take my time in applying for a job elsewhere. I would be quite happy to get involved in volunteer work instead of a paid job if I could.

I can't do that, though. If I quit without a new job I would be so totally screwed financially. It would make me feel really bad also, to explain to people why I don't work. Wish I had a more socially acceptable reason to stay home and recover.

The grass is always greener. . . I have worked and not worked, had money and not had money, had friends and not had friends, felt good and not felt good, been young and thin and obese and old. I have found it does not matter, all that matters is right now, what I am are doing now, that is literally all there is.

I hate working....but it is good that I do I suppose. I would much rather close the door on the world/people forever.