I had severe burnout and backproblems from a job I resented more and more every day. It went on for almost a year and a half. I started as a content writer but I had to do a lot of extra statistics-based stuff because I just couldn't keep up with the ridiculous amount of text requirements. The company was a fresh one, and the guys were still figuring out the ways to be profitable and effective.
Content writing pays like crap in my country if you're not working for a well-established agency. I am also slower than required because I need to get some context about the topic I'm working on.
My boss was skilled in the type of work I was doing but it felt like a dead-end to me. Statistics-based tasks are completely alien to my mindset. The rest of the guys was working on web-development projects so I felt the dumbest kid around more and more.
One day my therapist waited for everyone to leave the room and told me I'm showing very early symptoms of a serious illness which affects the nervous system. I keep it go on like this and I'm done, or switch and maybe dodge the bullet. She is really-really good at her job so I had no question about this. I kept on going for a couple of weeks but decided to start working as a freelancer content writer. I wanted to rely on the company as a "middle-man".
During the last meeting I told them about this and I drew a 3-month limit to make it work. I got scepticism and was told it's impossible so...
"Fuck this, I'm out then."
It started out as a dream-job for me but it became a passive nightmare.
Some time later I found a chance to completely leave this industry, but it was shattered by COVID with my backup plan, too. It sucks and will suck for a while but at least I understand 3 things now: