The final breaking point for me was probably 2020+ growing up in this age we live in.

Knowing that, even with all this information at our disposal about the atrocities happening 24/7, fucking nothing is going to change. We don’t even try to fix anything

But I guess what’s really sent me over the edge lately is being hyper aware of my position in corporate America and how I’m getting paid to do something which provides 0 value to anyone whatsoever. It’s almost gotten to a point where I cannot morally accept what I’m getting paid because the people doing 10x as much work as me are struggling to feed their families or even affording a place to live. It’s a source of anxiety, stress, and guilt that I cannot put into words.