All of our lives are spent working shit jobs, and with nothing to show for it.
Sure I've always been bad with money, but it goes beyond that.
I honestly think the real reason why things are so hard is because we have nothing to work for.
Back in the day boomers would have their wives and children as a responsibility, and so that would keep them at their jobs, maintaining a schedule to follow.
Nowadays though all we really have is ourselves, and since we know about the black pill and female nature there really is no reason or desire to want to work.
I've never really cared about materialistic things, and there's nothing I particularly want.
So I just rot in my room all day. Being a leech really.
It's sad that despite all of the work we put into ourselves eventually we reach a point to where we start to feel empty. Like there is nothing at the top.
There is no desire to even want to cope. Like I find video games to be boring nowadays. I'd rather just sit on .is all day or watch YouTube.
It doesn't help that every time I leave to go somewhere I always am met with rude and angry people.
Foids in particular I do my best to avoid because they always insult my appearance or make fun of my alcoholism (I would regularly go to the same store for booze).
Really what is there to work for when you're a mentally crippled beaten down dog who has no irl friends or a girlfriend?
Then it just turns into a game of survival. However since I am mentally defeated i do not care if I live or die, so I don't have that survival instinct to want to try.
Sure I've always been bad with money, but it goes beyond that.
I honestly think the real reason why things are so hard is because we have nothing to work for.
Back in the day boomers would have their wives and children as a responsibility, and so that would keep them at their jobs, maintaining a schedule to follow.
Nowadays though all we really have is ourselves, and since we know about the black pill and female nature there really is no reason or desire to want to work.
I've never really cared about materialistic things, and there's nothing I particularly want.
So I just rot in my room all day. Being a leech really.
It's sad that despite all of the work we put into ourselves eventually we reach a point to where we start to feel empty. Like there is nothing at the top.
There is no desire to even want to cope. Like I find video games to be boring nowadays. I'd rather just sit on .is all day or watch YouTube.
It doesn't help that every time I leave to go somewhere I always am met with rude and angry people.
Foids in particular I do my best to avoid because they always insult my appearance or make fun of my alcoholism (I would regularly go to the same store for booze).
Really what is there to work for when you're a mentally crippled beaten down dog who has no irl friends or a girlfriend?
Then it just turns into a game of survival. However since I am mentally defeated i do not care if I live or die, so I don't have that survival instinct to want to try.
