I thought that getting a job would help with my anxiety, but it's only made it worse. I am so tempted to walk in to work tomorrow and give my two week's notice.I took this job as temporary summer work. The pay is good and I get lots of hours including overtime almost every weekend. The environment has been horrible, however. It is a factory job where I work in quality control for half the day and packing/shipping the other half. Quality control is very much mindless work and I find myself constantly ruminating while working there. Packing and shipping, while not challenging mentally, requires me to move very quickly as the product comes off the conveyor belt continuously and I have to check it for flaws missed in quality control, fix the ones that need repaired, then pack them while also finding time to label the boxes they are shipped in and keep track of orders.
I am not a fast efficient worker. I am a slow, methodical perfectionist. Some flaws are not significant enough to take out and most people don't even notice them so they just pack them, but I notice every little flaw and have a tendency to repair things that most others would just let pass. I find myself always being slower than everyone else working here and as a result most of my co-workers hate me because they have to pick up the slack (though I honestly can't tell if this is the truth or if it's just how I perceive things). Lately I've been faster but when I do this I worry that I've let too big a flaw get packed and that I will get yelled at by my supervisor for it. I basically talk to no one unless I have to, and even when I have to for something job-related I have to really force myself to do it.
I keep waking up in the middle of the night with my heart pounding and my stomach squeezing and when I finally do get back to sleep I have nightmares about my job. I spent my days constantly stressed and feeling literally sick to my stomach about messing something up then being judged for it. Today was particularly rough and I had to bite my cheeks to keep from crying a number of times because I just wanted to leave and be alone. Even when I'm not working I finding myself dreading going back to the place. I feel stupid for being so miserable over this, not to mention guilty that I'm complaining what with the economy the way it is. It's only for 7 more weeks so I should just tough it out. Every day feels like an eternity however and all I can think about is how much I want out as soon as possible. I've had jobs I've disliked before (telemarketing one semester, which was useful in getting me over my fear of phones somewhat) and managed to stick them out. I am ready to give up with this one though.
I'm not sure what the point of posting this is other than to blow off steam and maybe get some encouragement/advice. I just don't know. =/