How this place has ruined me (USA)

I’ve worked for McDonald’s for about two years now. At first lots of people would compliment me on how nice I was and how hardworking I was. I kept trying to do what was best for the store. I always did my best to help out.

But coworkers and customers wore me down. Now I absolutely hate coming to work.

It’s gotten so bad that when the days isn’t even really bad I hate coming to work. I don’t want to be in this environment any more. Just seeing this store makes me go a complete 180 in my mood.

If this store burned down I wouldn’t even care. I’d be happy, even.

I stopped going as fast, and now I don’t want to be manager anymore. I’m only doing one job and one job only. I’m not doing a million anymore.

They can fire me for I all care. It would be a huge blessing to be fired from this god-awful, soul-sucking job. I’m no longer nice; I’m more cold and just don’t want anything to do with almost every coworker except a few. I’m putting in applications right now during my shift to ANYWHERE except here. The sight of the store with so many god awful memories and bullshit, makes me want to throw up. I’m so done with McDonald’s.

I never should have came back. And then when I ask for less hour, because I’ve been “manager in training” for like 8 months now and I may as well focus on other things that can earn me a bit more, they say no when they have more than enough people to do it.

Fuck McDonald’s, fuck my McDonald’s in particular. Fuck fast food retail in general.