Driving to work I had a Nihilistic moment.

I had that exact same realisation 3 years ago and saying a big **** *** to work was an awesome day at the office!

I'm now half way through year two of a degree :D

I'm close to this point. Work is so busy now because other people have been made redundant that I have a mountain of work and so does the rest of my team. It's impossible to keep up and every day we're getting told "this must be done". Any pushback results in "no you don't understand it all has to be done by the deadline otherwise you're accountable".

I've repeatedly stated it simply won't get done due to lack of people however much they demand it "simply gets done".

The next few months will be interesting but I am prepared to walk out with a big "**** ***" if needed.
 
Yeah, work. It seems work is the be all and end all for some, and I can think of nothing more depressing. I have a great hobby, which involves me running around like a little kid, and getting blind drunk with like minded individuals, some of whom have very high powered jobs. Enjoy life, it's fleeting.
 
Yeah, work. It seems work is the be all and end all for some, and I can think of nothing more depressing. I have a great hobby, which involves me running around like a little kid, and getting blind drunk with like minded individuals, some of whom have very high powered jobs. Enjoy life, it's fleeting.

What hobby is that ?
 
Had such thoughts many times. Clinical depression doesn't help.

Been tempted to drive my car as fast as possible into a wall on the way to work. Other times it's hit me on the bus and I've considered just forgetting about where I'm going, travelling to the coast and swimming out to the point of no return. Things like that.

Just have to focus on the moments of pleasure and enjoyment in life instead.


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Life has shown me there is no one answer fits all as we are all different, with different aspirations and comfort levels.

So true. We are all different.

I am an 'only chick.' When my Father passed on in 2008, suddenly, I was distraught, but had to 'hold it together' for my Mother. But, I was filled with rage. Blind rage at him. How could he have done this to me/us. I had always been a 'daddy's girl.' During that awful first month I truly believed that the only way that I could go on and survive was to 'put it away' somewhere deep inside me. Three years before that I had been widowed in a car crash after a ten month marriage.

The rage was intense, so intense that for a year I literally lived on and in it. I assuaged that rage by working 14 to 16 hour days. I was so mad at my Father that I was blind to all other emotions. Fortunately I work for myself, and didn't have to punch a clock. My work also includes a lot of traveling, and the content of my work changes from week to week, or month to month, so there was no question of boredom seeping in.

Of course, this couldn't last; I was losing sleep, working my body to a frazzle, and my nightmares came back full force. (I have suffered from nightmares on and off for all of my life).

Then one day, after a year, the inevitable happened; I had a breakdown. Nervous exhaustion, grief and rage took its toll. During the weeks of convalescence, and supported by much love and care from my family I came thro it all. I took a sabbatical for a year, and spent my time meditating and relaxing, and with therapy I began to look inside myself and truly tried to 'connect' with the feelings there.

It was then that I began to realize that 'this was meant to be.' I had to evolve, learn and grow spiritually (I'm not talking religion here; I am an Atheist, up to a point). But I knew then that my soul has much to do, much to overcome, defeat, move on and up.

I'm not saying it was easy, and one can 'slip back.' There were a couple of times when I came close to wondering why the heck I should stay around in the physical body. I'm not afraid of death, since I don't believe in the concept of death. Moreover, I have a very determined and independent spirit, so I got thro it and am moving on now. I took another sabbatical from work in 2013, which kinda went into about 15 months, but fortunately I can do that.

My philosophy is that if one is still here, then one is meant to be here still; one still has obstacles to overcome, feats to achieve, goals to help one grow and evolve...

There's an old saying: Today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday.
 
Yeah, work. It seems work is the be all and end all for some, and I can think of nothing more depressing. I have a great hobby, which involves me running around like a little kid, and getting blind drunk with like minded individuals, some of whom have very high powered jobs. Enjoy life, it's fleeting.

I think the "live to work" is something of a British/US mentality. I don't think they suffer from that in Greece :p

I've been out of work now for about 10 months (after being laid off), and I'm fine with that as I have enough savings to last me ages. But people I know don't hide the fact that they don't approve; most limit themselves to asking how the job hunting is going, but several people have flat up told me they think it's disgusting that I'm not working. "Plan on ever going back to work, do you?"

There is this mentality here that you should work every week of your life for 65-70 years - and if you don't you're a bad person.
 
That in itself is illusion.

According to Aristotle, happiness consists in achieving, through the course of a whole lifetime, all the goods — health, wealth, knowledge, friends, etc. — that lead to the perfection of human nature and to the enrichment of human life. This requires us to make choices, some of which may be very difficult. Often the lesser good promises immediate pleasure and is more tempting, while the greater good is painful and requires some sort of sacrifice.

Aristotle would be strongly critical of the culture of “instant gratification” which seems to predominate in our society today. In order to achieve the life of complete virtue, we need to make the right choices, and this involves keeping our eye on the future, on the ultimate result we want for our lives as a whole. We will not achieve happiness simply by enjoying the pleasures of the moment. Unfortunately, this is something most people are not able to overcome in themselves. As he laments, “the mass of mankind are evidently quite slavish in their tastes, preferring a life suitable to beasts”

I'm sometime embarrassed at my consumerism in the pursuit of happiness...

Then do whatever you like that makes you unhappy, and die unhappy.

Or your can live in ignorance and live happy, even in the moment.

It's like the Matrix, ignorance is bliss.
 
You're over thinking things. Go to work like a good little drone and when work is done with you go buy things you don't even need. :)

 
I've had those moments but I generally don't dwell on it too much now, it's easy enough to say "find something you enjoy" but it's not quite that simple is it. I don't hate my job but there are obviously other professions which at least look a lot more fun and enjoyable. Money has never really been a big deal to me, once you go chasing the pay cheque it starts to get worse for a lot of people, especially with anxiety and stress a huge part of today's society.
 
I think the "live to work" is something of a British/US mentality. I don't think they suffer from that in Greece :p

I've been out of work now for about 10 months (after being laid off), and I'm fine with that as I have enough savings to last me ages. But people I know don't hide the fact that they don't approve; most limit themselves to asking how the job hunting is going, but several people have flat up told me they think it's disgusting that I'm not working. "Plan on ever going back to work, do you?"

There is this mentality here that you should work every week of your life for 65-70 years - and if you don't you're a bad person.

How much savings ?
 
That bad is it?

You know if I was working in China or whatever for 16 hours a day for 1 dollar I really would want to drive my car into a wall.

Not that I could afford a car mind you. People forget how good they've got it.
 
That bad is it?

You know if I was working in China or whatever for 16 hours a day for 1 dollar I really would want to drive my car into a wall.

Not that I could afford a car mind you. People forget how good they've got it.

I think you've missed the point completely :p
 
used to feel like this in west yorkshire and find it really hard to return even for a week ,im on a 4 day split shift in an amazingly beautiful place and only ever 2 days a way from bodyboarding in the atlantic. ive a rubbish job but work with great people and being socially awkward need to mix , so i dont dread going to work
 
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