So, can we all just agree that life is a terminal disease? Like, you are born, then waste around 6 years of your life, cuz you can’t communicate and understand things. After this, you go to a place where important and useless information get shoved in your head and you get pressured, therefore you get depressed.
Being depressed, no one will seem to understand you (especially your family) and then all of a sudden, everyone will say that you are faking it. Like, what to fake? The fact that I don’t wanna live? And parents will try to explain it to you, while making you uncomfortable and combining the lecture with their life and trying to make a connection between their life and yours, which is complete bullshit.
After you may or may not have passed this, you find yourself as an older teen, meaning that you are close to being an adult and being an adult is even more stressful. So, now you are stuck with mostly useless information, no job experience (depending on whether you had or not a job while being a teen) and one or more degrees.
It’s not like school taught you how to pay taxes, get a job, buy a house and do other work you will have to do later on in life. “Well, you could ask your parents for help” you might say, but how much do you plan on relying on them? You need to pick up information over the time and put it into practice.
Well, this was fun, I may write another post story whenever I have time or just wanna say something.
