For all the endless complaints of high rent, corrupt governments, fucked up housing markets, or being overworked and underpaid at shitty jobs, AT LEAST most people have someone/something they've got to hold on to, which in turn gives them an actual stake in how all this mayhem turns out.

Take it from someone who has absolutely nothing to justify sticking around, and that in all likelihood never will. I certainly have less to lose at the end of the day, accounting for the fact that I have zero stake in how this all ultimately turns out, but it's cold consolation at best, and a biting reminder of my painfully empty existence at worst. The fact that the world is the way that it is right now, really only manages to compound the severity of my otherwise lifelong predicament.

Unlike 99% of the rest of the human population, who'd massively benefit from major reforms to the way things happen to be, there's nothing that can undo a lifetime of stagnancy and isolation. I'd still carry the memory of having wasted my life up until now, and I'm not sure I'll ever be able to reconcile myself with that. In my case, 15+ years of isolation has left me irrecoverably alienated from other people, and all that's left is a dehumanized husk. The fact that I still somehow have decent(ish) social skills is frankly astounding to me.

Hell, I wish my biggest personal problems were that I couldn't afford rent, or that housing prices are out of control, or that I'm overworked and underpaid at my job. As it is, the crushing malaise that informs the vast majority of people's stress/unhappiness in the modern day could otherwise be solved simply through a better allocation of public resources. A few strokes of a pen, and boom. No more sad/unhappy people, such to the extent that whatever remained would be statistically irrelevant. As for the leftovers, such as myself, I guess you could always get a bulldozer to plow us into a open gorge, or something to that effect.