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  • clover [she/her]
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    4 years ago

    I don't know what's causing your guilt friend, and I wouldn't know the right words to say anyway, but that stuff about feeling lonely - I feel that shit all the time. I hate that your acceptance of this 'work til you die' mentality is tied to your maturity somehow... Like sure, I would like to do professional shit, have a few nice things, fucking move out of my parents' home, but I really hate all the shit you have to put up with just to survive in this world. Whenever I talk to people about how we could try a better way, everyone looks at me like I'm crazy.

    When going to school was still a thing, I'd break out of autopilot some time during my rush hour commute and always be struck by how miserable, pissed off, and isolated everyone looked in their cars. It's one of those many moments in my life where I think the price of "success" isn't worth it in the slightest.