It cant just be me who asks himself this question at s near daily basis...but am I the only one who thinks there is no "life"?
With life I mean actually an existence that is worth living.
My "life" currently is NOT one of those anybody who is slightly intelligent would consider worth living.
That said, I always tried my best, I had good grades, I always did the homework, I tryharded to socialize and go gain fiancial opportunity and yet I ended up a "Zombie". Internally I am dead. I am just moving along.
I never did drugs, have not stolen anything, a criminal record, I gone to college, never was part of a idiological organization or wasted my time with religion or sprouted a lot of nonsense over the social networks, I work a job that gives close to the median income where I live. I go to the psychiatrist for my mental needs (the two so far couldn't help me), I dont smoke and only drink at special occasions - as such almost never. And currently reading, yoga, gym, hiking, trading and Youtube are my last remaining, yet completely average Gen Z lifestyle hobbies.
And all but through, I consider my current circumstances not worth living in the slightest.
Even if I had a fat new BMW or a Lambo or a Porsche, id be slightly more - lets say "Ok" with my materialistic belongings and yet this would make me still far from happy.
I have probably one of the most "Normie" lifes on this entire forum.
I dont escortmaxx with used up STD ridden whores or have a disgusting sex doll under my bed. I dont live with my parents...yet still in a slum full of demented, deranged and bad people. My home is clean and I am getting my shit in order for the most part. I shower every day, jogg now twice a week and consume as little Advertisment and political propaganda as possible.
All of that, but everytime I am on the train and look to some folks in a gang or a few small girls behind me talking about the newest tik top trends, see some whore make millions of dollars on Onlyfans or grifters selling courses and dropshipping through social media and spamming AI short clips to gain crazy amounts of money, each time I see my less than what I would consider decent paycheck and compare it to all the millionaires around me and my aging face in the mirror, all I feel is I never actually lived. I just survived. And thats what I do now and probably for the rest of my more theb miserable existence.
The chance that I escape this Rat Race are close to Zero. I hear more and more people on the train talk about "Ecommerce" "Entrepreneurship" "Looksmaxxing" and "Tiktok".
Every Gen Z guy tries to make a living of others in these ways and tries to find ways to generate a passive income. More and more people scam and Trick other desperate clowns into these financial traps.
I already dont look forward to friday.
Knowing I will wake up at 6 am for another shit show day, without sex or relationship, with no one who is or wants to be my friend to talk to me, with more and more financial drain and spite from others and people even in their 40s now knowing what "mogging" is and itll get worse and worse will repeat itself until I rope or accidentially die.
And when I take my last breath, I will think about what my life would have been if I lived.
With life I mean actually an existence that is worth living.
My "life" currently is NOT one of those anybody who is slightly intelligent would consider worth living.
That said, I always tried my best, I had good grades, I always did the homework, I tryharded to socialize and go gain fiancial opportunity and yet I ended up a "Zombie". Internally I am dead. I am just moving along.
I never did drugs, have not stolen anything, a criminal record, I gone to college, never was part of a idiological organization or wasted my time with religion or sprouted a lot of nonsense over the social networks, I work a job that gives close to the median income where I live. I go to the psychiatrist for my mental needs (the two so far couldn't help me), I dont smoke and only drink at special occasions - as such almost never. And currently reading, yoga, gym, hiking, trading and Youtube are my last remaining, yet completely average Gen Z lifestyle hobbies.
And all but through, I consider my current circumstances not worth living in the slightest.
Even if I had a fat new BMW or a Lambo or a Porsche, id be slightly more - lets say "Ok" with my materialistic belongings and yet this would make me still far from happy.
I have probably one of the most "Normie" lifes on this entire forum.
I dont escortmaxx with used up STD ridden whores or have a disgusting sex doll under my bed. I dont live with my parents...yet still in a slum full of demented, deranged and bad people. My home is clean and I am getting my shit in order for the most part. I shower every day, jogg now twice a week and consume as little Advertisment and political propaganda as possible.
All of that, but everytime I am on the train and look to some folks in a gang or a few small girls behind me talking about the newest tik top trends, see some whore make millions of dollars on Onlyfans or grifters selling courses and dropshipping through social media and spamming AI short clips to gain crazy amounts of money, each time I see my less than what I would consider decent paycheck and compare it to all the millionaires around me and my aging face in the mirror, all I feel is I never actually lived. I just survived. And thats what I do now and probably for the rest of my more theb miserable existence.
The chance that I escape this Rat Race are close to Zero. I hear more and more people on the train talk about "Ecommerce" "Entrepreneurship" "Looksmaxxing" and "Tiktok".
Every Gen Z guy tries to make a living of others in these ways and tries to find ways to generate a passive income. More and more people scam and Trick other desperate clowns into these financial traps.
I already dont look forward to friday.
Knowing I will wake up at 6 am for another shit show day, without sex or relationship, with no one who is or wants to be my friend to talk to me, with more and more financial drain and spite from others and people even in their 40s now knowing what "mogging" is and itll get worse and worse will repeat itself until I rope or accidentially die.
And when I take my last breath, I will think about what my life would have been if I lived.
