Drink myself silly and kill myself.
There's so many problems in my job. Mainly working me into the ground and piling on loads that were never supposed to be for meand the hours are unreal. I work in the care industry and I used to like it but I hate it. Overnights with early starts and long hours. My contract never mentioned any of this when I started but over time more and more was expected of me. Not only all of this, but just a general disrespect for me and needless criticism. For example if I burn a meal in the kitchen, it's not intentional or planned on my part but I have other work to do too like running around and caring for disabled people. I am expected to be superwoman. I hate the never ending long days. A day that can start any time from 3 to 7 am and go on until any time in the night. I hate neglecting myself and my own body. My face looks awful. I am lucky if I get a chance to wash myself once a week.
I just got given out to over the establishments bins and for their collection. That was never in my job. I am supposed to be minding disabled people. Not leaving the premises to organise the bins. I am currently in the bathroom in tears. I have about 36 hours work done so far this week and I am still not finished. I still have the remainder of today to do and all of tomorrow too and that can be another 12 or 13 or 14 more hours each day. I hate being denied appropriate breaks in my days too. I was having breakfast the other day which was toast and I had to run around with a slice of toast in my mouth like a puppy. That was considered my meal. There's just so many problems. I hate it.