I’m not sure how to feel about the fact that our cultural programming is nearly perfectly engineered to make us into the ideal captive consumer.

On the one hand, it is a remarkable accomplishment that has taken millennia to achieve. I mean, people in the country I live in, the US, will swear up and down that they are living “free” in the same breath that they tell you about the latest useless trinket or garbage experience that they just charged to their 19.6% credit card. But it’s okay, they can cover the monthly payment.

On the other hand, it’s really awful to watch/witness over and over again. I do my best to force myself to see this and interact with these people because I really don’t agree with simply sticking my head in the sand.

But holy shit it’s exhausting. I have to perpetually remind myself that what’s right for me isn’t necessarily right for others. And while that’s necessarily true, when I then have to deal with the resentment and disbelief of said others when they can’t understand the actual freedom my lifestyle and life decisions have created, I can’t help but be really fucking annoyed.

I’m sorry you had kids you can’t afford and have to blow your entire paycheck every couple of weeks on stupid pointless acts of consumerism to try to escape the suffocating misery of your existence. Don’t fucking expect my help because I possess a modicum of self-control.

Fuck you if you expect others to pay for your mistakes and overall poor judgment. You are human garbage if you think this way.

#grownostr

#thinkdangerously

#getoffended

#rantover