Another night o work ahead

But 2 nights off after. Work and anticipation of it has left a foul taste in my soul. It's just me here. No real motivation anymore. The benefits include keeping my car insured, gassed up in order to get back and forth to work, food to stay alive, phone bill to check my schedule, and rent for 4 walls and a roof. To keep me contained and forced to work. What a life yeah? I've been looking for a way out of this for years.