StillBreathing
Student
- Dec 4, 2022
- 153
Very few people in my real life understand me. Work is forced upon us by society and if we don't work we are considered lazy, bad role models, bad citizens, leeches on social welfare etc...
I used to be filled with passion for my work because it was also my biggest hobby growing up. The first few years I looked forward to every single workday. I would work most weekends as well because I enjoyed it that much. But the fun stops eventually when you are forced to do this on a schedule every week all god damn year. I ended up resenting anything that involves computers, which is very sad because I used to have such passion for it.
I'm disgusted by the way society literally works us to death. Most people seem to do fine because they are seemingly brainwashed to think this is acceptable. Some even brag about working harder and longer than others. What for? A fancy car you only use to commute for work? A big empty house you only sleep in? We are missing out on at least 1/3 of our life due to work, I would say even more because when I get home I'm always too tired to do anything that requires any effort. I see my fucking coworkers more than my own family. God I hate those fake smiles and "Good morning's" every day.
The food we get at the grocery store is all processed junk filled with toxins and preservatives making us sick. Doctor's can't do much else than provide medications that hide the symptoms.
I wish I was born in a time where I would hunt my own food, grow my own vegetables, take care of my family. It would be a much harder and shorter life, but I think it would be a much more fulfilling one.
Instead here I am, an adult single man who has become so depressed and tired that he wants to end it. Moved home to live with his dad in order to not CTB. I ask myself everyday why am I still here, I see no reason at all.. I miss the joy I had as a child, playing in the woods with my friends. I am an empty shell of my former self.
I'm giving myself and the doctor's a little more time to see if things can get better, but right now I don't see how it can be. I have been in several relationships, they either didn't last very long. Or my work would come in the way. Even if I was with another person, I still felt alone. Few of them understood me. Yes I am taking antidepressants, they dull my senses and take away all the emotions. Am I just supposed to be a mindless drone, working till' I die from all my chronic diseases?
I'd rather enter that bus a little early while I still have happy memories fresh in my mind.... Nothing new here....
Sorry if this doesn't make sense to you, I just felt the need to express myself to someone who might feel the same.
I used to be filled with passion for my work because it was also my biggest hobby growing up. The first few years I looked forward to every single workday. I would work most weekends as well because I enjoyed it that much. But the fun stops eventually when you are forced to do this on a schedule every week all god damn year. I ended up resenting anything that involves computers, which is very sad because I used to have such passion for it.
I'm disgusted by the way society literally works us to death. Most people seem to do fine because they are seemingly brainwashed to think this is acceptable. Some even brag about working harder and longer than others. What for? A fancy car you only use to commute for work? A big empty house you only sleep in? We are missing out on at least 1/3 of our life due to work, I would say even more because when I get home I'm always too tired to do anything that requires any effort. I see my fucking coworkers more than my own family. God I hate those fake smiles and "Good morning's" every day.
The food we get at the grocery store is all processed junk filled with toxins and preservatives making us sick. Doctor's can't do much else than provide medications that hide the symptoms.
I wish I was born in a time where I would hunt my own food, grow my own vegetables, take care of my family. It would be a much harder and shorter life, but I think it would be a much more fulfilling one.
Instead here I am, an adult single man who has become so depressed and tired that he wants to end it. Moved home to live with his dad in order to not CTB. I ask myself everyday why am I still here, I see no reason at all.. I miss the joy I had as a child, playing in the woods with my friends. I am an empty shell of my former self.
I'm giving myself and the doctor's a little more time to see if things can get better, but right now I don't see how it can be. I have been in several relationships, they either didn't last very long. Or my work would come in the way. Even if I was with another person, I still felt alone. Few of them understood me. Yes I am taking antidepressants, they dull my senses and take away all the emotions. Am I just supposed to be a mindless drone, working till' I die from all my chronic diseases?
I'd rather enter that bus a little early while I still have happy memories fresh in my mind.... Nothing new here....
Sorry if this doesn't make sense to you, I just felt the need to express myself to someone who might feel the same.