Discussion That's it?...

[SoulWhisperer]

That's really it?...

We wake up at 7 to leave our house for 9h, come back, eat, sleep and repeat until we're 70? Is this what society wants us to do?

That's really it? Like... Are we even...

I don't know, if at first I wanted to CTB to avoid even the most minimal experience of this system now I'm locked in: I wasn't meant to be in this world.

I am sorry but my mental magnitude is not enough for this, I cannot fathom to wake up each and every fucking day of my pitiful, miserable existence just to slave away for 2/4 of the day and have minimal time to dedicate to literally living. All this just to have basic human necessities.

Death seems a much more welcoming embrace than this "workforce" people kept advertising. Society doesn't have regards if you are unable to keep up the pace, it just moves on regardless, and if you stay behind, well too bad.

I've reached the point where thinking about my own death seems like the most ethereally peaceful experience of life while any thoughts of eventually "joining the workforce" reduce me to cinders and suffering.

This is not rewarding at all, I won't slave in a corporate position until I am too old to physically move. How much I'd even give to have been an artistic performer in charge of my life...

What about you guys? Did you accept this? Found a workaround? Don't care? I honestly feel so depressed just at the thought of this...

 

[cemeteryismyhome]

I never accepted it. Never found a workaround. Cared until I couldn't anymore. I drag myself through it for the sake of others who currently depend on me to various, diminishing degrees. It's like being stuck hanging on a meat hook. It is very depressing.

 

[VoidButterfly]

Is there a reason you can't be an artistic performer or do something creative?

For me I couldn't deal with the corporate life either and spent a lot of years very stuck. Eventually I did find a way around it and I became a scientist and intended to live my life in academia but I found even that space is fucked up ultimately. I have now found work that I find I can live with at least though. It's not quite as free as if I had manage to turn some of my creative pursuits into a career but it's certainly not as bad as pure corporatism and it provides me a decent-ish quality of life and I'm fortunate that I don't work 40 hour weeks. I guess I just made myself specialised enough that I'm not particularly disposable so I have some freedom with things. Thr truth is though that even in this best case scenario, I struggle with this being all that my life is. I think I'd be very happy if I worked 3 days a week, and my job would absolutely let me do that but then I wouldn't be able to fund my existence. I think I could probably live with this though, if not for the rest of the world. It's not ideal, but I think I could do it.