it’s not your fault that sort of crushing labor is poisonous to your soul. we’re all a product of our material conditions and yours are different to others.
i struggled a lot with work myself, feeling useless for most of my life because i couldn’t enjoy or even tolerate most types of labor that were available to me. there was no easy solution for me but it’s not an impossible situation to escape.
the support you’re going to get from your comrades on grad won’t be as helpful as support you can get from your co-workers or other people immediate in your life. when I worked a factory, we had union reps visiting throughout the week. even just talking to those guys made me feel sane, though the trade union situation in my local area meant they weren’t effective help, they were firm commies (that just couldn’t say so in as many words.)
Nothing gets me more ‘oh great commie forefathers we have failed you’ than seeing old soviet propaganda about uplifting and empowering women. I geniuenly believe we still need that to this day and absolutely loathe the placification of feminism under liberal ideologies