I've been unhappy for quite some time. To be more clear I am unhappy with my life, with my job, with my living situation.
Life
First it's the animosity towards myself for not being where I wanted to be at this age. I at least wanted to know what career path makes me happy. I wanted to finish my schooling and I wanted to be well traveled. I didn't expect to be a carrier of a contagious disease, depressed, broke and unhappy. And knowing the fact that if push comes to shove someone would eliminate me "no questions asked" because of my disease is unsettling.
Job
My job stresses me. It's hard watching and listening to my colleagues, then listening to clients complain or ask the same question over and over. I know for a fact that no one there cares about me as an individual yet they care about my performance. I have no other offers coming in and I have no choice but to be stuck there because unemployment will not pay if I leave.
This is really a job, its not my career.
Living Situation
I have an idiot lady who lives on the floor above me who does nothing but lay in the house all day and play loud music, eat, watch cable and defecate. Then her kids act like they use syringes to inject themselves with a condensed form of cane sugar. Its ridiculous, all the kids do is jump, watch TV, run, eat, jump, play then jump while they are asleep. Their lease is up but it seems like they are not going anywhere.
At this age (late 20's) I at least wanted to own my own condo, house and/or a building.
Gardens of the Mind
7 years ago