I just wanted to write out my feelings.
I hate my job, I feel so sad that I do, but I really do. I am trapped there because I am not very good so I can't get a reference to leave. I used to love it but I started somewhere new and it is all wrong for me.
I feel sick when I think about work. I cry when I talk about it. I am paralysed with fear and worry. When I drive home I think about crashing the car so I don't have to deal with it all any more. I wish my husband would go away so I could cut myself to make myself feel better.
I am so sad.