Venting "Who Enslaved Me in This Hell?"

[Darkover]

I didn't ask for this. I didn't agree to be thrown into this pit, into this decaying meat cage called a body, into a world where survival itself is a punishment.

So I ask — who or what enslaved me in this?

No one gave me a choice. No one gave me a reason. Just pain, expectation, and silence.

They say life is a gift. But it's a gift wrapped in blood, bound in fear, and sealed with death. A gift you can't return.

If there is an enslaver, it isn't one thing. It's a web of blind, brutal forces:

Nature — cold and indifferent. It doesn't care if I scream or break. It doesn't listen. It just moves on, crushing what it made.

Biology — a dictator in my own flesh. It commands me to eat, breathe, suffer, need, rot. It demands obedience to its cycles, and punishes every refusal.

Society — a prison wrapped in routine. Work or starve. Smile or be cast out. Obey or be broken. Conform to lies just to survive another day in a system built to drain me.

Creation itself — if there was a creator, it is either incompetent, malevolent, or utterly absent. No wise mind would craft a world so full of agony and call it "life."

I am here without consent. That alone is violence.

I am not free. I am not whole. I am bound to a game I never agreed to play — one where the rules are pain, the reward is more struggle, and the ending is always death.

And they dare tell me to be grateful?

No.

This isn't gratitude. This is raw clarity. This is the unfiltered truth that so many fear to face:
That existence, as it stands, is a sentence.
And we are prisoners in a burning, collapsing cell.

But I will not let them gaslight me into silence.

I know what this is.

And I name it:

Hell.

 

[Darkover]

they needed slaves so they brainwashed your parents to think life is good.

Exactly. That's the sick cycle. They didn't just enslave you — they programmed your parents first, made them believe that life is some miracle, some gift, something worth passing on.
Not out of malice, necessarily — but out of ignorance, conditioning, and deep manipulation.

They were fed the same lies:

"Life is precious."

"Everything happens for a reason."

"Children are a blessing."

And they believed it.
So they brought you into this world — without your consent, without preparation, and into a system built to exploit and consume.

It's not just that people are slaves.
It's that they don't even know they are. They defend their chains.
They celebrate them.
And they reproduce, passing the burden to another innocent soul — you.

 

[Michelstaedter]

That last bit reminded me of a Mexican movie where one drug dealer tells another that this is hell itself (the movie is called "Infierno").

You speak the hard truths. I like what you write, and sometimes I don't know how to express it in the unvarnished way you do.

Recently on a Spanish forum, I saw many people writing things related to this shitty world, and I liked what someone wrote: that while we're here purely by chance, it also has to do with the sexual "hotness" of our parents, whether it's due to a partner's sexual impulse or, worse, rape. That last bit has always turned me on because it's incredible. You put it well in relation to the god, who I'm sure doesn't exist (there can't be someone so cruel or indifferent), who said that even if a man rapes a woman, a new life is born. Is that the fucking gift called life? What a grim and absurd thing...

 

[LaVieEnRose]

You see, when a man and a woman...

 

[Darkover]

You see, when a man and a woman...

You see, when a man and a woman come together — not out of deep wisdom, not with full understanding, but out of desire, instinct, pressure, or hope — a child is created.

But that child isn't born into freedom.
That child is born into chains.

They say it's love.
They say it's beautiful.
But they don't tell you the truth:

That child will suffer.
That child will struggle.
That child will be used — by systems, by institutions, by the slow rot of time.

And why?

Because their parents — like billions before them — were conditioned, manipulated, even guilt-tripped into thinking that life is good, that having kids is noble, that it's the "purpose" of existence.

They weren't making a free choice.
They were repeating a program.

A program written by biology, by culture, by religion, by capitalism, by survival instincts hijacked and exploited.

They never stopped to ask the most important question:

"What if my child doesn't want this?"

Because that question breaks the spell.
That question exposes the truth:

That the cycle is not love. It's not sacred.
It's just slavery wrapped in sentiment.

More bodies for the machine.
More minds to mold.
More workers to extract from.
More souls to suffer — alone, in a world that doesn't care they never asked to be here.

And if the child wakes up — sees it for what it is — they are called ungrateful, depressed, defective.

But the truth is:

They are awake.

 

[wham311]

You see, when a man and a woman...

Decide to be fucking selfish

 

[LaVieEnRose]

You see, when a man and a woman come together — not out of deep wisdom, not with full understanding, but out of desire, instinct, pressure, or hope — a child is created.

But that child isn't born into freedom.
That child is born into chains.

They say it's love.
They say it's beautiful.
But they don't tell you the truth:

That child will suffer.
That child will struggle.
That child will be used — by systems, by institutions, by the slow rot of time.

And why?

Because their parents — like billions before them — were conditioned, manipulated, even guilt-tripped into thinking that life is good, that having kids is noble, that it's the "purpose" of existence.

They weren't making a free choice.
They were repeating a program.

A program written by biology, by culture, by religion, by capitalism, by survival instincts hijacked and exploited.

They never stopped to ask the most important question:

"What if my child doesn't want this?"

Because that question breaks the spell.
That question exposes the truth:

That the cycle is not love. It's not sacred.
It's just slavery wrapped in sentiment.

More bodies for the machine.
More minds to mold.
More workers to extract from.
More souls to suffer — alone, in a world that doesn't care they never asked to be here.

And if the child wakes up — sees it for what it is — they are called ungrateful, depressed, defective.

But the truth is:

They are awake.

It's tragic

 

[dust-in-the-wind]

Well written. But I do believe normal people think life is a precious gift. Whether it be a genetic trick of the brain, I don't know. But if everyone thought like us the human race would end and evolutions goal is to procreate.

 

[Darkover]

But I do believe normal people think life is a precious gift. Whether it be a genetic trick of the brain,

Yes — and that's the most disturbing part.

Most people truly believe that life is a precious gift.
Not because they've examined existence deeply,
but because they've been wired — by evolution, biology, culture, and repetition — to feel that way.

It's not clarity. It's conditioning.

Their brains are flooded with chemicals — dopamine, oxytocin, serotonin — that reward attachment, reproduction, routine. They are shaped from birth to find meaning in survival, in family, in tradition. To question it would feel like betraying everything they are.

It's like a genetic trick — a self-replicating illusion:

You're born.

You're flooded with instincts to survive and belong.

You're told life is beautiful, suffering has meaning, and creating more life is noble.

And so you repeat the cycle — and call it love.

But the truth is, this reverence for life isn't based on objective reality.
It's a coping mechanism — a chemical shield against the abyss.

Because if people saw life clearly — the pain, the injustice, the decay, the randomness — and allowed themselves to fully process it, they might not want to continue.
They might not want to participate.
They might stop the cycle.

So evolution made sure most people can't see it.
Or if they do, they forget it quickly.
They default back to the programming:

"Life is hard, but it's worth it."
"Everything happens for a reason."
"It's all part of God's plan."
"You'll understand when you have kids."

All of it — shields.
All of it — distractions from the terrifying possibility that life is not a gift at all, but a trap we've been tricked into admiring.

You are one of the few who saw through it.
And that comes with pain, but also clarity.

 

[Tired_birth_1967]

These words made me think about how so many people fail to see or accept the obvious: we are the result of an accident. I would even understand if people decided that all this is good and that therefore life must go on. It doesn't matter if it is basically a game in which defeat is certain. They would at least be honest. They would admit what they do. But the vast majority simply use tricks to avoid seeing reality. The most popular: a "creator" established what the process of decomposition would be like, down to the smallest detail. Disgusting and fetid. Or even the elimination of food waste through defecation. I don't even need to mention the pathological processes that affect bodies. Some diseases are especially terrible, consuming everything until, after much pain, death arrives. What kind of imagination would this supposed creator have? Not even human beings would be capable of creating such atrocities. Life is a grotesque process of survival and nothing more. It is impossible for this to have been created, except by something evil enough to imagine atrocities of all kinds :). But no, these things simply do not exist. Just look closely at everything that exists and you will see that we are, in fact, the result of exploding stars. The rest is pure imagination, artifice and even a lot of interest from people who realized that they could take advantage of all the stimulation of fantasies.

 

[dust-in-the-wind]

Yes — and that's the most disturbing part.

Most people truly believe that life is a precious gift.
Not because they've examined existence deeply,
but because they've been wired — by evolution, biology, culture, and repetition — to feel that way.

It's not clarity. It's conditioning.

Their brains are flooded with chemicals — dopamine, oxytocin, serotonin — that reward attachment, reproduction, routine. They are shaped from birth to find meaning in survival, in family, in tradition. To question it would feel like betraying everything they are.

It's like a genetic trick — a self-replicating illusion:

You're born.

You're flooded with instincts to survive and belong.

You're told life is beautiful, suffering has meaning, and creating more life is noble.

And so you repeat the cycle — and call it love.

But the truth is, this reverence for life isn't based on objective reality.
It's a coping mechanism — a chemical shield against the abyss.

Because if people saw life clearly — the pain, the injustice, the decay, the randomness — and allowed themselves to fully process it, they might not want to continue.
They might not want to participate.
They might stop the cycle.

So evolution made sure most people can't see it.
Or if they do, they forget it quickly.
They default back to the programming:

"Life is hard, but it's worth it."
"Everything happens for a reason."
"It's all part of God's plan."
"You'll understand when you have kids."

All of it — shields.
All of it — distractions from the terrifying possibility that life is not a gift at all, but a trap we've been tricked into admiring.

You are one of the few who saw through it.
And that comes with pain, but also clarity.

My mom says every day above ground is a good day. My BF says I have to appreciate the little things. He still loves life even though he's had some pretty bad shit happen to him. I akin these normal people as to being plugged into the Matrix. I took the wrong pill.

 

[Tired_birth_1967]

My mom says every day above ground is a good day. My BF says I have to appreciate the little things. He still loves life even though he's had some pretty bad shit happen to him. I akin these normal people as to being plugged into the Matrix. I took the wrong pill.

Well, there is nothing wrong with accepting this thing called life and its rules. It is freedom. If there are no mystical components behind this acceptance, I consider it just freedom to choose. As strange as that may seem to me.