I don’t hate working, but I hate the concept of working 8–9 hours a day and then going home to only about 4 hours to yourself, which includes catching the bus, cooking, and getting ready for the next day. This is not life.
Anyone else stuck in this weird cycle where work is so exhausting that your hobbies feel like too much work, so you don’t do them, and then you go back to work upset that you didn’t take time to do the things you enjoy?