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I am graduating in a year and I am frightened

I was told this is the right sub to post this rant and ask for mental health advice regarding this matter. I am graduating in a year and I have this thought that keeps me up at night sometimes, quite literally I find myself thinking of it at 2 in the night. The thought that after I get my Data Science MSc I will end up being a slave for a major corporation, basically giving up all my hobbies, passions, free time, for pursuing a so called carreer which I am supposed to be ambitious about. I am supposed to look forward to climbing the corporate ladder, fighting for insignificant raises while I will never be able to afford to leave in true luxury, but I will be given just enough for the average mind not to complain and to feed their most basic needs so they don't notice how…


I was told this is the right sub to post this rant and ask for mental health advice regarding this matter.

I am graduating in a year and I have this thought that keeps me up at night sometimes, quite literally I find myself thinking of it at 2 in the night.

The thought that after I get my Data Science MSc I will end up being a slave for a major corporation, basically giving up all my hobbies, passions, free time, for pursuing a so called carreer which I am supposed to be ambitious about. I am supposed to look forward to climbing the corporate ladder, fighting for insignificant raises while I will never be able to afford to leave in true luxury, but I will be given just enough for the average mind not to complain and to feed their most basic needs so they don't notice how profoundly screwed they are, giving up their entire life making someone else richer beyond imagination while down here we are fighting for scraps.

I like going to the gym 5 times per week, stay there for like 2 hours and that excludes the time I reach it, prepare, have a shower.
I like playing videogames, I often hop on my og minecraft world and spend hours over there.
You want to say I need to give up whats basically the next 50 years of my life, pretty much until I die, returning from work too tired to do absolutely anything and looking forward for the measly two weeks of vacation I get each year?

The closer my graduation is the more I am thinking of this.
What's the point of this all? How can I possibly be happy that such a path has already been drafted for me? How can I cope with this?
The more I think of it, the more depressing it becomes. It truly is sinking in: I will be a slave, and I can do nothing about it.

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