

As one of those that carried that feeling throughout my life. It’s not that I haven’t worked to make things better. I’ve worked my ass off and all I’ve been able to achieve is barely treading water. I can’t invest in my community because I don’t have any spare resources to do so. I’m almost 40 and I’m still renting a room out of someone’s basement ffs and there’s no indication that anything is going to get better any time soon. If I wasn’t on the hook to act as a (shitty) safety net for my brother’s family when our parents are gone I’d have probably domed myself by now.


I mean, great, I have family and some good friends too, but none of us have anything to spare and we’re all struggling to hold our shit together constantly. We get together and hang out a lot but we’re not able to actually fulfill any of our goals or grow as people. I want to do more with my life than just fucking consume bullshit and worry about if I’m going to have enough money to handle the next emergency.