I’m never going to be free, and that’s the problem
The title seems like doom and gloom, but it’s the unfortunate truth. I no longer have any reason to lie to myself about my situation. I am always going to be at the mercy of what I can do for someone else.
I am always going to be a commodity to be used and abused for maximum profit. I am a wage slave. The signs are everywhere in the world. You can not get ahead unless you exploit. You are expected to compete, consume and die.
I have nothing to look forward to in life, just bills and death. I am burnt out by trying to be valuable to others. I no longer care to try. I will always be a slave because society accepts me that way.
The isolation, the threat of death, the racialization; all are reminders that I only exist as a thing to be consumed. My parents are dying, my brother is unemployed and I cannot even maintain a job.
We’re still slaves to the system. All we do is pay into a world that only extracts as much as it can from you. We have no community, no friends, no memories other than the trauma of trying to exist.
I have not had a decent night of sleep in months. My entire life has been experienced from behind a screen. There is only debt and death. We are exploited to maintain the civility of society.
There will be no progeny. I will not bring another slave into the world. I will never be free
