I think people may be seeing it the wrong way round or at least not taking into account the other side.

I've been unemployed two years since a mental breakdown. A lot of people may think I'm living the high life with nothing to do and just chilling. But it destroys you having no work! Everyday is a battle against the dark thought - "what's the point in life if I'm not DOING something?"

You may think you'd do the hobbies you do at weekend - but you don't. Not when you're not working long-term. You just coast with every day exactly the same. Nothing has meaning. Weekends aren't special Even something as simple as going to the library - I love books! But why bother? I can do that tomorrow. Tomorrow comes and I don't go.

I'm not saying people need to be wage slaves and work dead-end jobs. But people have to work for their own sanity. It's why a lot of retired people degenerate and/or go back to light work.