I've noticed that you're a fellow Briton, Loop Stricken and there's many parts to the problem you describe.
Firstly having been on benefits for three years because of unemployment has given me this revelation: Despite having some meaty qualifications and even volunteer work experience - you don't get a job - a job has to be given to you.
It's a real employer's market out there and it has always been thus here in Blighty.
If you have a job - any job - that's lucky. Even if you hate it, it's still honest pay and it doesn't come with the stigma of being labelled as a Dole Scrounger. So avoiding public scorn is always nice, and with the Tories in charge - it sounds like you got out of the benefits trap just in time too.
No-one really likes work, otherwise it'd be called play - but think of the money and getting to spend time with work-friends. Take pride in what you do and for the love of cake, get a work ethic - this will help you gain another job further down the line. Hopefully one you'd like.
But another thing that's not really talked about is fatigue levels - if you've spent time on benefits, you don't really do much physically and mentally and work sure as the Pope's a Catholic changes that. You now find yourself tired, pessimistic and generally rueing the situation you are in - but keep at it.
If the work is something you truly cannot stomache, like your boss is a real sadistic arsehole / cow who threatens you with violence etc like one of mine did - then by all means quit. While I spent another two years desperately seeking a new job after that - it's not a decision that I come to regret. (She did make me vomit with nerves every day I had to go to work there, so I think I made the right decision.)
Keep your chin up, fella. You're just merely tired from going between a world of benefits and a world of work.

Should you wish to PM me, I'd be happy to lend you an ear.
