Nothing about the way everything's going is designed to let me feel like a person. Money's a requirement to simply exist. Everything's a race to get enough money to sustain myself. I'm simply a worker who generates profit so my parasite of a boss and the associated shareholders can hang out on yachts. My job is nonsense too that doesn't help anyone. I'm estranged from my family for gender and lifestyle reasons, can't make friends because I'm always exhausted from work, can't go to therapy except sparingly because it's too expensive.

No matter how much validity my humanity holds, none of it really matters if none of it can be expressed due to a combination of alienation and dead eyed pessimism about climate change.

And no, we all aren't on the same journey together. The economic strata that sits above mine has nothing in common with me.

[–] wintermute_oregon@lemm.ee 2 points 1 year ago (1 children)

I am sorry your family won’t accept you for you. If you were my family I’d accept you for you. Hopefully you can get the therapy you need and yes, it’s expensive and it shouldn’t be.

[–] axont@hexbear.net 6 points 1 year ago (1 children)

Thank you. And well that's all fine and good to hope and imagine, but I've been trying to actively change things for the past 20 years through socialist organizing. Goes well sometimes, goes poorly most of the time, gotta keep trying anyway .