I’ve been 9-5 since I was 16. I’m 25 now. Coincidentally I’ve been abusing weed for the exact same period – until last month when I quit.
I’ve realized that I have been medicating myself to accept the draining setup that 9-5 is. Only now, after quitting, I can’t accept it anymore.
People say one of these two things when you complain about societies modern slavery:
- “Find something that excites you! It’ll feel like never working a day again in your life!”
Bull. Fucking. Shit.
I’m living proof, that no matter what the fuck you do for a job, it’s shit as long as it’s 9-5. I could do fucking cocaine for a living, and I’d still be spiritually drained, trading 5 days of work for 2 days of freedom, confined to a physical (jail)workplace.
This saying has just been developed to help people believe in a nonexistent unicorn, the idea of finding “joyful” work. And if you can’t find it, you can spend your next 60 year working life chasing the unicorn. Fuck no.
- “You must find work-life balance by doing something that excites you in your free time!”
Thanks for the advice, but what free time are you referring to? Oh, you mean the remaining 2 hours I have to relax and destress every day after transporting myself home from 9-10 hour day, then cooking dinner and preparing for the next day?
I’m supposed to do something joyful in those 2 hours, and that’ll fix my problems? Glad to hear it. I’ll do that, while I still trade 5 days of work for 2 days of freedom – and 70 years of work for 20 years of pension (considering I live long enough).
These things are myths, generated to help you accept the slavery you’re a part of.
“Yeah dude, so many people do it and they’re happy”.
No. People do it and do not show their unhappiness, because it goes against the norm. This theft of time is the norm.
So on a side note, I see lots of understandable bitching on this sub – I’d like to steer it in a solution oriented direction. What can we do as individuals, to rid ourselves of this?
I have thought about just moving to India and becoming a full time monk, but every time I consider quitting the rat race, I’m reminded of how much I need the money.
What can we do? What can I do?