I’m very sorry for rambling and writing terribly. It’s very late where I am and I feel exhausted after spending all day fighting myself again. I’ve been putting off sending a post like this for a while, but I just feel like I’m at the end of my rope. Hopefully I make at least a little sense. I just started typing and wrote from my heart without looking back. Thank you for reading.

I’m just very confused and its destroying my mental health. Thinking of the future in general is soul sucking. I don’t have dreams of traveling anymore, or going out with friends, or having a family or a high paying job. All I have is stress and fear from the very idea of working 40+ hour weeks at a dead end capitalist job with no vacations, no benefits, no sick days, playing a capitalist rat race, not having enough money to save up and support myself, and not having enough time or money to do anything interesting or worthwhile. I feel like I’m trapped in a cruel hell.

I’m currently in the college hell of trying to determine what to major in, and more importantly pursue in the future as a career or field. I’m quite lost and extremely anxious going through this. I feel that most of my interests are laughable and/or translate to poorly paying jobs, or are social “negatives” that can only be rarely applied in a very niche collection of spaces in a capitalist system (i.e. Marxism). For example I was very interested in political sciences, but jobs are one in a million if I weren’t to pursue academia or law which I’m not particularly interested in. Even then what little jobs there are are pretty much all for neoliberal, conservative, and imperialist; corporations, thinktanks, and government institutions. Along with that, all my dreams of the future feel empty and impossible now, as I have a hard time finding any strength to fight back against the system alone. It’s hard to see the purpose is trying. I feel like I made a big mistake walking out Plato’s cave and seeing the world for what it is. I wish I could go back to the blissful ignorance.

I can’t even decide what I like anymore, I don’t enjoy anything useful like Comp Sci or Medicine, and I don’t feel a particular strong passion or interest for any field, even ones that don’t pay well or are rare. For example I have a friend in art school, which while an unconventional and poorly respected path in the capitalist hellscape, they find great passion and interest in what they do and love every moment of it. Letting them pay little attention to the future.

Meanwhile I feel trapped thinking about the failure I will amount to as I am stuck paralyzed. All I can think about is the hellscape of the system I’m trapped in with no way to claw out of. Like a bad dream that you can’t wake up from.

I’m very privileged to have been able to see a a very distinguished and well respected therapist and psychologist for what’s been going on in my life, but even they’re clueless. All they can give are sad platitudes, and depressing agreement to what I say. They are a wonderful person and try their best, but it seems like there’s little someone can do to help a problem like this.

I feel trapped and cursed.

  • ComradeSaladOP
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    2 years ago

    Currently I am living at home with my family, mostly due to financial reasons to save money on rent, food, bills, and so on, while chipping in as I can, as I receive a decent financial aid stipend each month which I am trying to desperately save as much as I can to give myself a leg up. Along with the reason that I do not have a strong physical reason as even if I did move, it would not be far at all due to my college which I have to commute to.

    About the simplifying your life point, I do realize now that I have let myself loose and need to reel myself back in. So setting boundaries seems like a very good first step. I know I can control my own actions, so setting those boundaries on my own thoughts seems like a good place to start. Thankfully, of the two friends that I do have they are truly good people at heart and support me wholeheartedly, and I’m very luck for that. The same cannot be said for my family, however sadly it doesn’t seem as if moving away will be as simple as it seems. That is one of my long term goals though, and one of the reasons why I desperately want to go to a four year college with dorms.

    Biting the bullet on the job seems like one of the hardest parts of this, especially as I only have access to poorly paying minimum wage jobs. Though since you’ve already been through the process, along with standing up for ones self, how and where did you find the most success when you took your new approach? Especially with establishing connections and gaining a foothold? Though the sneaking in the labor consciousness does seem like pretty interesting fun!

    Thank you for your words friends : )