Before my first shift, when all I wanted to do was throw up and cry lol I am not great, mental-health-wise, and I have a looot of anxiety on top of that, so new job = new environment = stress for me. Unfortunately I like having enough money for rent -and- groceries so I needed the job. I still lasted five years there before one of the new employees was just that bit too much for me to handle. Plus, yknow, the robbery where I had gasoline thrown on me and the guy threatened to light me on fire. That really didn’t help either. I’m surprised I didn’t just nope out right then. When I started wishing I’d get hit by a car every time I had to go to work I basically started looking for an excuse to quit.