I’ve been feeling stuck in a cycle that doesn’t feel like living—just existing. Wake up, work, pay bills, repeat. It feels like we’re all following a script that was written for us before we even had a choice.
We spend years in school being trained to be productive, not happy. We trade our time—something we can never get back—for money, only to give most of it away for survival. And if you question it? People call you lazy, ungrateful, or say "that’s just how life is."
I see so many people just pushing through, trying to make it work, but deep down, I wonder if they feel the same weight. Maybe this is normal. Maybe it’s just me. Either way, it’s been weighing heavy on my mind, and I don’t know what to do with these thoughts.
For those who have felt this way before, how did you deal with it?
[link] [comments]