Desperation

I am sitting here at my desk, desperately searching for a reason not to get up and walk out on this job. The only reason I can find is money, which bothers me. How can I allow myself to be so unhappy all the time just for money? I drag myself out of bed each day and I come and waste my life away in this cubicle chained to the phone. This is not how I was meant to live. I need to be out doing things and experiencing things. . . not stuck in a cube looking out the window wishing there was something I could do. I feel so trapped. I wish there was a solution. I need someone to give me a reason to stay. I am sick of sitting here listening to the same things over and over and over again. I am sick of working so hard for nothing. I have had enough of the high school drama and the stupid politics. I just wish there was something else. . . I wish I wasn't so afraid of change and learning a new job. I just get so good at one thing and it seems like my mind set completely changes and I start thinking this is all I will ever be good at, can't learn a new job now. . .I'm too good at fraud that must mean this is the only thing out there for me. I can't believe the things that go on here and I just put up with it . . .for what? Money. how pathetic.