Honestly I've entered a bit of an acceptance of it at this point. I know that it's slowly killing me and will likely give me some kind of cancer or disease that I won't be able to afford but in the most literal sense there's nothing I can do. I was born into a world already poisoned, which poison ends up being what does me in is almost irrelevant. Will it be the microplastics doing something fucked up? Will it be the asbestos or lead I was exposed to? Will it be something in the food, water, or air? Will it be from a preventable disease that gets ignored because line must go up? Will it be from the alcohol I drink to numb myself to the horrors of it all? Or will I just be worked until my body breaks down? I do what I can involving eating decently and exercising so it's not like I've completely given up but there is a hollow feeling of going for a run just to suck in some car exhaust as I'm doing it. I'd probably be way more anxious if there was an actual escape from it all but it just feels so inevitable that I've entered a sort of zen state about total world shitification
I mean I definitely have my monkey brain moments. When I really sit and reflect on climate change I get a deep existential dread that's pretty hard to shake. I have my own struggles and anxieties surrounding addiction so I understand you there. Especially considering how many of my family succumbed to their various addictions. I know it's not good for me and will likely shorten my life but it's already been shortened outside of my control. At least getting drunk is a nice feeling in the present
Honestly I've entered a bit of an acceptance of it at this point. I know that it's slowly killing me and will likely give me some kind of cancer or disease that I won't be able to afford but in the most literal sense there's nothing I can do. I was born into a world already poisoned, which poison ends up being what does me in is almost irrelevant. Will it be the microplastics doing something fucked up? Will it be the asbestos or lead I was exposed to? Will it be something in the food, water, or air? Will it be from a preventable disease that gets ignored because line must go up? Will it be from the alcohol I drink to numb myself to the horrors of it all? Or will I just be worked until my body breaks down? I do what I can involving eating decently and exercising so it's not like I've completely given up but there is a hollow feeling of going for a run just to suck in some car exhaust as I'm doing it. I'd probably be way more anxious if there was an actual escape from it all but it just feels so inevitable that I've entered a sort of zen state about total world shitification
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I mean I definitely have my monkey brain moments. When I really sit and reflect on climate change I get a deep existential dread that's pretty hard to shake. I have my own struggles and anxieties surrounding addiction so I understand you there. Especially considering how many of my family succumbed to their various addictions. I know it's not good for me and will likely shorten my life but it's already been shortened outside of my control. At least getting drunk is a nice feeling in the present