I Am Filled With Dread

And it all revolves around work.

It is not a happy feeling and I only really experience it when I'm away from the place, not while I'm there. I'm not happy about that and I'm going to have to work through this if I plan to get anything done while I'm not working. See, this feeling of dread really keeps me from feeling motivated, so I get home and my head's in a slight fog, my stomach is in knots (small knots, but knots just the same), and I'm completely lethargic.

This is the feeling people talk about when they joke about your job being soul-crushing.

I hate that it makes me feel like this and I hate that I have to do this lame-ass job to pay my bills.

There, isn't that cheery?