Some days, I sit at my desk and wonder: is it really worth it to drag myself through another soul-crushing workday just for a paycheck? The constant micromanaging, the pointless meetings, and the feeling that my work means nothing—it's exhausting. But then I remember the anxiety of being unemployed, the endless job applications, and the dread of watching my savings shrink. Last year, I was laid off, and honestly, the uncertainty was terrifying. But now, even though I have a job, I sometimes feel trapped. Is it worse to hate every minute at work, or to face the unknown with no income? I’m not at the breaking point yet, but I can’t help but wonder: when does staying become more miserable than leaving? Has anyone else felt this stuck? I’d really appreciate your thoughts. 🤔 #CareerDilemma #WorkplaceStruggles #JobSearch #JobCareer