No job prospects. The work I do to support myself is come and go, and im probably gonna miss rent again. The older I get, the less friends it seems I have. None of my hobbies/passions excite me right now and just feel like a pain in the dick when I think about doing them. Every day is the same goddamn routine unless I go stay at my partners place.
It’s cold and I hate going out in the cold, so that just compounds stuff further. Everything is dead outside. I’m tired, im always so tired. I can never get enough sleep no matter how much I actually get.
Feels like I’m just existing and I hate it.
I don’t mean to ignore or downplay the benefits of therapy, not in the least.
But capitalism is something that can be experienced to different degrees. Being able to escape from its dynamics, if even in just a small location and only for a little while, is something that I’ve found immensely beneficial.
You’re probably not going to overthrow global capitalism in your lifetime. But you can absolutely experience a context where people house and feed and care for each other without jobs or rent or price-gouging or legal entities, at least somewhat sustainably for a little while.
And maybe, if we get enough people doing this in concert, perhaps it will form a critical mass that makes the capitalist colossus collapse. And if it doesn’t do that on its own, it will serve as the material basis for the launch point of a revolution.