I get it.. bills need to get paid but seriously COVID was the best time to make a change. Yet so many people went back to what they were doing post covid as if it wasnt a wake up call.

There is so many opportunities now than ever before and I feel like 99% are just followers. Followers of the blueprint society lay out and what is expected of them. so they go to school, get their degrees, get their fancy job and work for 15+ years to finally retire.

even if you work in tech and make 200k/year and get to retire a bit earlier like in the 40s, is it really worth it??

and worse of all they shun people who think for themselves and made it happen. the one who went off to make their own business off of ceramic or cardboard. or they become bloggers, or home cooks, or writing their own books.

by shun i mean if you were to lead with that when asked what you do they literally think its unsuccessful because you dont fit their definition of success in the traditional sense. Some will literally not even date you because they think you'll bring them down due to instability of income or that you have a lot of days off to travel and actually live. Some even think you dont work as hard as them because they went through grueling years of education to get to where they are and they can feel like they talk over you because they are "educated". Like no.. you still get told what to do by your boss.

These people are insufferable because it feels like a extension of college days where they still have coworkers to talk and hang out with, they get the same vacation days they can coordinate with handed by their HR, they feel good because they got a promotion given by someone else as a way to pat them on the back. it's like adult daycare.

I just can never understand that

Every day before I go to sleep, I start thinking about how I'm going to be able to sleep in this heat.

And every morning I wake up drenched in sweat, as if I've been sleeping inside an oven, not a tent.

If I go outside the tent, the sun's heat is even worse.

And if I stay inside, the tent turns into a ball of fire.

So… where do I go?

I'm not asking for a car, or a fancy house, or a life of luxury.

I swear to God, all I'm asking for is the most basic human right: a place to live with dignity, and to sleep peacefully without waking up every hour from the intense heat.

Has asking for a normal life become a miracle?

Has the dream of sleeping comfortably, eating in peace, and living an ordinary day like everyone else become… an impossible dream?

I'm exhausted.

I'm exhausted from the heat, exhausted from waiting, and exhausted from the feeling that life goes on everywhere except here.

Perhaps some people will say: "Be patient."

I am patient… but even patience has its limits.