Over the last ten years, I've had a pretty disgusting existence and can barely look at myself in the mirror. I've been in the psych ward about 30 times for psychosis since my first break at 19, now at 29 I'm unemployed and back living at my mom's place. But it's not just the psychosis that's destroyed my life. I also hate life from a philosophical standpoint that's independent of my circumstance. The whole system we are brought into is a fucking joke. I hate the bullshit concept of money and making a living, I just resent existing in this system in general. Over the last five years I've traveled a lot, which I should feel grateful for, but most of what I've felt was a since of disgust of the excess poverty/inequality everywhere I've been. In Medellin for instance, you have pieces of shit gentrifying the whole city, while a sizeable population lives in houses made out of plastic. No exaggeration. Leave the tourist area in that cesspool and that is what you see. An enormous garbage dump near a river that should be blue but has turned mud brown due to waste, with plastic houses alongside it. Depressing and sickening to see, especially considering that here in the US you have companies paying thousands of dollars to advertise prescription drugs, injury attorneys, etc, and even the worst off here have it a lot better than most of the world.
I don't mean to rant but I have just had enough. Money can eat shit, the bankers and politicians can eat shit as well. As I get older, I find that most people are pretty selfish, worthless creatures, who would sell out of their own family for the right price. Everything is about money even if not everyone wants to admit it. There is no reason whatsoever that people should be living the nightmare they do, while most people I come across in the US are unbelievably ungrateful. Walk into a walmart and most people look like they've just crawled out of the sewer. Repulsive. Anyway, I'm just done. Done with this country, done with my own shitty health, done with this trash life. Don't know what I aim to accomplish with this but needed to vent.
Sounds shitty but your description seems so familiar, many mentioned this. Its rotten but you are part of the precipation.
Like me, but imo most people just disolve in this absurd sort of social system. Dont know whats better knowing,
or just tagging along the 9 to 5 song. get your money/ status/ or whatever.
While we are nature. Jungle people. Not production units.
What you experience how bad it is, that is our world.
Only the few (want to) notice this. What you feel is no more then a logical reaction on reality.
A somewhat far from my bed example, not going into more closely emotional things.
Turkey, they wanna join the EU, that parasite Erdogan. Over there is no medical care unless legal employed.
There are people exploiting kids when beging for money. But most bizar was being stormed by about 100 kids,
all with plastic bead handmade wrist bands. Buy buy buy .... we run away. Terrefying.
People used to roam in groups of 30/ 50 maybe max. Close communitys with a mutual aim, survival, reproduction and love/ fun.
When one has the blues a other lifts the weight of them shoulders, or at least are compassionate.
So by coincedence I started listening to Marley, reading about Rastafarai, felt relieved.
They say the same thing about western society/ Babylon, and offer solutions.
Till that Jamaican guy won x-factor, and apperently Rasta's are in general homophobic.
As written in the bible, and he was gay, so that put Rastafarai a step back.
The bible, is just a really old book, why take everything in it serious.
What about one love, unity. Humans were there long before it was written.
Hope you find a way, I had some insults and traumas which defenit screwed the way i think and feel.
And influenced my writing skills, my grammar and spelling are screwed up.
But not having a 9-5 job, caused by my ex employer,
and the state institution that takes over and gives you money instead.
They all together with my doc made one big screw up.
Got em by the balls, freedom at last, a blessing imo, not a curse. edit: a 9-5 job.
Easy for me to say as i left my Mom long ago,
but have other shit like an passive aggresive ex with whom my kids live.
Seems hurt never goes away.
Reading your post it seems very alike. Aging for me improved my skill off relevating things, 50+.
PLUR
