Oh don't get me wrong I am actually happy. Most of my life was just a struggle to survive, being a refugee etc constantly living constantly suffering from a cruel illness as well as under the fear of death and poverty(esp. homelessness). I feel like it's pretty standard stuff for a working class genz, I don't know anyone who even chose jobs before, everyone took what they could get and tried to make the best of it.

Still, years ago I couldn't imagine the comforts I have now. Non-plastic silverware, dehumidifier, it's crazy.

Every year my life is quite literally objectively better than the last. I feel blessed.

Thanks for writing all that anyway though I hope it helps someone!

As for me I don't give a flying fuck about what I do because no matter what skills I have it'll just be used to exploit labour more efficiently by corporations that do somehow probably ties back into marketing or other ways to be a parasite on the supply chain, but it's a shame I was not born a sufficient genius to dictate terms to them e.g. being a big name in academia etc but eeeeh wasn't meant to be.