Found this sub today, have been scrolling for hours. All the personal posts and headlines are exhausting, rage-inducing, and way too real. In my final moments before sleep, I wanted to start a discussion about those of us who love what we do despite it all.
I teach preschool. I love it dearly. Whenever I see memes about what job you would do on the socialist commune, I think… this one! Everyone would bring their youngins to my place and we’d hang out and sign the alphabet and play with clay and I’d teach them how to be functional and compassionate human beings.
And yet… I get paid $18/hour. I live in a big city and put almost half my monthly paycheck just towards rent. I grew up poor, paid for college myself, and have almost no savings… I’m drowning! Sometimes, it genuinely feels like the world is ending. The work I do is something I look forward to, something that genuinely makes my life better. But is it really worth it if I’m struggling to survive the rest of the time?
Just wondering who here is in the same boat. And also, why not—what would you guys do on the socialist commune?