Title mostly.
I’m doing fine right now, had an argument with my brother but overall I got my path forward ironed out, but I can’t shake the feeling that all of what I do is just some pathological need to stumble forward into what I’m supposed to do but rather than actually being a meaningful calling or direction.
Maybe I’m just depressed.
I think this feeling is shared by 80-90% of people at minimum.
Personally, I’ve never found a way to do something meaningful (like, materially help people) that would also keep me and my disabled family members out of debilitating poverty. So I have no choice but to dedicate my working days to unethical profit-making shit.
Yeah, man. Meaningful callings that also pay your bills are few and far between. It’s capitalism baby best system in da world
I’m on antidepressants!
Yeah, I guess after I graduated I thought I would feel better about this sort of thing but that really hasn’t helped.
I’ve been thinking about seeking professional help.
You’re not alone. We’re told our whole lives that we’re supposed to follow our dreams and contribute to society in some unique way, but the reality is that you are just a proletarian and you will probably just have a shit job, a completely pointless one if you’re lucky, you just end up doing, and you may bounce around a bit before you land in it. A few hundred years ago, you would probably be a serf and you wouldn’t have any weird ideas about contributing to society or your inner motivation to do something, just fucking planting and harvesting all the time. Same thing, a shit job you end up doing. If I have kids, I think I will probably not tell them any bullshit about having a “dream” because I doubt it will be possible to reconcile it with the world in any way. Finding creative hobbies and fun, pride in doing a good job and helping people, maybe duty and financial skills.
Absolutely (I mean if I had a path in life).
It has always boggled my mind some people just like… Pick something and stick with it. Like, really? You just decided you wanted to be a teacher, went to college for it, graduated and now have the job you’ve wanted for years? How the fuck?
I can’t imagine doing something 8 hours a day, 5/7 days of the year for the rest of my life. I think 3 shifts a week is more than I could ever be happy with.
I’ve never stuck with anything that I didn’t have friends doing alongside me. My friends liked to lift after school? Guess I’ll set up a lifelong habit of fitness. My friends are watching one piece? Guess I’ll just
.A lot of people choose being a teacher because at the very least you’re pretty much guaranteed health benefits. They’re not great, but you’ll be able to get your meds at the very least.
I honestly don’t have any direction in life. Many people I know my age have high level positions or expertise and multi year outlook and plans, and we’ve barely hit 20 a few years ago. The only thing I think about in advanced is whether I’m going to sleep early or late.
If I did what was expected of me, I would be married with a family by now. Instead I’m materially okay and likely will be in the future, but I am just extremely lonely and have no desirable qualities outside of keeping a job.
People say that you should live for yourself and be happy with yourself first and everything else falls into place. All sound advice. But my desire is to be desired by others, and I don’t think any amount of hobbies or muscles or money will ever fill that hole. Everything else is meaningless to me; job, passion, wealth, politics, life itself.
“Comparison is the killer of joy” - sure, but when I have 0 comparable milestones to my peers, i don’t even know why I bother finding direction.
Right? Like realistically I’m doing fine and I think my personality is fine and I think I could find a life partner. I think I could find hobbies I like and develop them, but goddamn looking at it from where I am just feels vapid and denying the real situation of the world.
I need a revolution to go die in but also I’m a coward
It’s good you’re still thinking about the world. It has sucked all joy and optimism from me. At this point I’m not even thinking about the injustices and inequality of the world. I’m just thinking about myself, and I can’t imagine the situation changing regardless of who’s in charge.
I’ve thought about joining the military back in high school for a sense of belonging and relationships. Then I quickly realized how shitty these people are. Anyway, I don’t deserve a heroic death
Right? Like realistically I’m doing fine and I think my personality is fine
It’s funny, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with my general social skills. People are comfortable around me in about every situation, they compliment me, find me funny, seek my advice and musings. But it’s when I try to elevate it to an actual, meaningful relationship that I lose all my senses. All of a sudden I don’t know what to say, and because of that I lose my desire to be around them.
Bro are you me? Haha that part at the end is so relatable. Thanks for sharing that. Misery loves company as the saying goes
For someone like you, it seems like the “how you do it” is more important than the “what you do.” You’d be happier doing the same thing for the union than for the boss. You might be looking in the wrong place for meaning.
You might also be depressed and/or suffering under capitalism. You can never divorce any philosophy of the spirit from the reality that society is designed to make you suffer
Hmm, insightful. You’ve given me some stuff to think about.
thankfully my parents never asked anything off me and never gave me any direction in life, meaning i coasted along on my interests for the last decade or so and am pretty sure i am just going to run into a wall within the next three years (this is only half-ironic).
If possible I’d just live like a bohemian, but with rents rising all the time and social spaces no longer existing in any meaningful way that really doesn’t seem possible anymore.
man life in the 21st century just sucks, I can’t imagine there was any time in the last like 80 years that was any worse than this
I wish I was born in the USSR and got to experience being a gay commissar
I’m known to be absurdly stubborn and don’t do what anyone asks me to. Bonus is I’ve always followed my own plan for life no matter how many people tell me its stupid or wrong.
My goal? Play as many video games as physically possible, everything else is secondary. Its been my hyperfixation since I was like 6 and I’ve played hundreds and remember every single one down to being able to identify them from a crop of a wall texture in guessthe.game/
My parents call me sad, my friends/colleagues think I’m a freak, even leftists have shit on me for it and I refuse to do anything different cos other people can honestly go fuck themselves telling me how I’m supposed to live. I WILL play every single game and nobody can stop me.
The job I work is a means to an end to support this although currently I’m actually enjoying it but thats just cos i like being good at something. I guess thats also another drive is to be good at something, don’t even particularly care what i just like being good at it
Playing video games is a valid way to live your life and fuck anyone with a rusty old screwdriver without lube who says you shouldn’t or that it’s bad. It not, it’s good, you good, we love you comrade!
that’s how I started out, going to community college because my parents had forced me to. but I didn’t have the drive because I don’t really have any direction or goals in life, so I dropped out and they kicked me out. that was years ago, these days I have a job where I barely work part time and have flatmates to split the bills with to make this lifestyle work. I don’t consider myself an enemy of the world but I definitely feel tired of participating in it when the things I love won’t support me in it, I don’t want some normal life with a 9-5. I don’t plan to ever get married or have a family when I’m older, I’m just kind of riding shit out and hoping for the best.
Yeah, I’m fundamentally unsettled greatly by death though so riding it out feels like crap to me.
Like I have a clock to find meaning and I better hope I do before it runs out.
I see. wishing you luck then, comrade.
thanks 🙏
Yes but what I’m supposed to do was determined by me to be:
- Become fully independent of my parents
- Avoid poverty thereafter
Unfortunately this in itself forces me into a path I have little conviction or desire for, but so far it seems like it was worth it.
I wish I could do the things I’m supposed to do, like have kids with a house and a real career, or I wish I could do what I want to do as I did when I was younger, like travel and party with friends or other things.
I feel like I neither do what I’m supposed to do nor what I want to do, but I just do what I need to do to survive. I have a decent job but I’m just kina stuck between steps, I can no longer have the fun of young adulthood but I can’t reach the milestones of an adult, and that realization makes me so depressed.
yes 100%. shame it took me this long to figure that out but better late than never
Death to America
:yea: all the time
Do you have a conviction you feel you can’t follow? Or do you generally feel like there isn’t a conviction you feel called to?
Well, I thought I did want to do teaching and that’s what my degree was in but I found myself giving advice and direction that I didn’t believe in and that kind of left me feeling a bit ill. (Just did student teaching)
I guess I do believe it intellectually but emotionally it feels like ash. I guess that could be depression or something? I don’t know.
Honestly that sounds like alienation too, it’s natural to feel a bit detached in that situation. We all gotta go through these things.
I kind of have the opposite problem of like “Sure my life is disorganized and not very impressive, but at least I’m not doing what’s expected of me”
