I hate my job.

I NEED TO GET THE FUCK.OUT.

Recently I've felt as though I have been engulfed by all these fears and worries.
I realise that I have reached my limit and I need to get away from here before I start going mad.I can't stand the lack of respect.The ignorance and rudeness of the customers, who seem to be the rare few that step foot into that stone cold place.I know I've got so much more to give.I feel nothing when I walk in, and only relief that I've made it through another day when I leave.I'm only staying with it because I don't want to let her down.
But I know now that I need to put myself first now,I can't take it anymore...I'm not far away from depression.