Expectations in life: shattered. Gone.
Feeling of self-worth: lost.
You can do anything if you put in the effort. Except anything that you haven't already done.
College isn't about technical training, it's about learning and developing thinking, writing and problem solving skills and interacting with a diverse group of people. All of which is economically worthless.
Why are you reading [fill in title]? We don't do that here.
Your labor and life is what you make of it. But if you don't work 60 hours a week, it doesn't look like you care about this job or getting ahead. Not that getting ahead is an option for you anyway right now.
Part of this is the feeling of being lied to, about life options, education, the value of work. Part of it is the feeling of being abused - thanks for your two years of work, for the publications on [supervisor's] CV, don't let the door hit you on the way out. Part of it is being forced from the people I care about, all in the name of having a supposedly good, prestigious job (which it turns out not to be). Part of it is the pressure to conform to society's standard. Part of it is the moral standard of work: the fact that having a job makes one a worthwhile citizen (this goes along with recent talk about the "dignity of work" and the removal of welfare benefits and food stamps for society's leaches).
It's all exhausting, and psychologically draining. And I don't think I can deal with it any more.
"Farewell Angelina, I must go where it's quiet." -- Bob Dylan
Monday, March 24, 2014
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