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Poor little rich kids

If you’re like me, you grew up in a mainly white suburban neighborhood with access to resources a lot of other people didn’t have, and you were probably taught a linear model of how life works: go to college, get a degree, get a job, make money, get married, have kids, die. I grew up in the suburbs of Atlanta, Ga and didn’t really ever want for anything. I didn’t experience impoverishment or disenfranchisement. I always had everything I needed. Most people I know personally come from a lot of different backgrounds, but I know a lot of young people who had moderate to high standards of living growing up, and feel like shit about their lives and their future as young adults. So how did this generation of over-privileged youth descend into a culture of nihilism? Why is it that the kids who were given everything now feel hopeless and lost and often turn to partying and escapism to avoid real life? Is it poetic justice? Not really, because it’s not like some other segment of

Mapping Progress, Freezing Brains, and Daniel Faraday

I know you’ve been down so long, Cause I’ve been down too Yes, I understand what you’re going through Yes, I understand, cause I’m going through it too One of the main points in starting this blog was to not only articulate and make sense of my world, but also to try and offer some advice to other people that might be going through similar things as I. First and foremost, for anyone who is suffering from any type of depression or mental disorder, going to see a medical professional is paramount. Therapy and medication in conjunction make up the fundamental stepping-stone of recovery. The greatest lesson I have had to learn though is that while helpful, these are not “cures”. I mean, have you ever interacted with me? I’m proof enough that you can be in therapy and on medication and still have visible characteristics of mental disorders. That’s been a big thing for me. Like, I’m trying! I really am! But my brain is fighting against me. That’s how it feels sometime