Yes, this is extreme, but the constant depression and anxiety that attending college has caused me is too much. I’m doing this all for a measly paycheck after graduation.
I don’t “dream” to be an engineer, or an astronaut, or anything.
I just want to pet my therapy dog, smoke medical weed for my chronic pain, go tanning, read, watch Netflix, sing.
I literally cannot imagine a life where I have to get out of bed at 7am every morning and work until it’s dark out for 50 years.