I hate my job.
A sentence I thought I would never mutter. My overall optimistic, go-get’em attitude had always been one of my greatest strengths. Yet, after only six months, I was dreading going into work every day. But this was part of being and adult. To get ahead in my career I had to put in the drudge work, right? I’d have to put in the long hours in a job that I didn’t like, but that would look good on my résumé. I could just push through it and years down the road it would be worth it.