Do you ever get upset when thinking about the future?
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Ravenfreak
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The future used to scare me when I was a teenager, to the point where I got depressed quite often. As I get older though, I don't get as upset as I used to.
Senkusha
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Upset?
This is an understatement. I try not to think about the Future. Everything's going to Hell. The place I grew up, and loved, is a dumpster fire. People are being stripped of their rights. trafficked, criminals are in power and stealing the wealth of millions of people in broad day light. My body is crapping out on me, I'm in constant pain, I can't get a different job because of the aforementioned criminals destroying my country and the economy, and the very life I've spent the past ten years building is in serious jeopardy because of these aforementioned criminals.
No. I'm not upset. I've damn near reached the point of apathy. I literally cannot take much more BS. I create humor out of serious topics because it's the one thing I still have control over in my life. I can laugh. It's bitter medicine. It's all I've got.
Oh, and now with Food Stamps being indefinitely suspended (my disabled partner gets those--that both of us eat from), I might be starving in the next few months as people begin to shred each other for the basics of survival. Meanwhile the Criminal in Chief is constructing a ball room for his permanent residence at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
So, apathetic and depressed and terrified are appropriate word choices.
Edit: Literally not more than two minutes after I posted this, I found out my Criminal in Chief plans to just Declare War ... no permission requested, he's just gonna do it.
This is an understatement. I try not to think about the Future. Everything's going to Hell. The place I grew up, and loved, is a dumpster fire. People are being stripped of their rights. trafficked, criminals are in power and stealing the wealth of millions of people in broad day light. My body is crapping out on me, I'm in constant pain, I can't get a different job because of the aforementioned criminals destroying my country and the economy, and the very life I've spent the past ten years building is in serious jeopardy because of these aforementioned criminals.
No. I'm not upset. I've damn near reached the point of apathy. I literally cannot take much more BS. I create humor out of serious topics because it's the one thing I still have control over in my life. I can laugh. It's bitter medicine. It's all I've got.
Oh, and now with Food Stamps being indefinitely suspended (my disabled partner gets those--that both of us eat from), I might be starving in the next few months as people begin to shred each other for the basics of survival. Meanwhile the Criminal in Chief is constructing a ball room for his permanent residence at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
So, apathetic and depressed and terrified are appropriate word choices.
Edit: Literally not more than two minutes after I posted this, I found out my Criminal in Chief plans to just Declare War ... no permission requested, he's just gonna do it.