I’m so run down from all this late-stage capitalism bullshit. Work your ass off for years with little compensation, only to dream that one day, when you’re old and your body is failing, that you may be able to rest. What’s the point of it all?
It makes me super depressed to think about. Like life isn’t worth living because I have no choice but to work full time so that I can afford to have basic necessities. You never even know if you’ll live until retirement- so what if you lost out on all the time just to die early?
Where is the living?