Tikib wrote:Well my life is rapidly coming to an end now.
How is your life coming to an end? Unless you just got a cancer diagnoses or something, then really that's not anything to say lightly.
Just because it's hard to find a job? "Life is coming to an end?" I don't buy it. There's got to be a job somewhere, in the the British Isles. Plus they have benefits and are a lot easier on the poor than we are in the US. In the UK, everybody gets a council house or something. In the USA, we've got a lot of people sleeping in the parking lot outside the Salvation Army because there aren't enough cots inside, and I was was hearing someone talk about it and apparently a cot for the night is $10 so a total homeless broke person just has to sleep outside the door, and then there's a soup kitchen and some facilities open during the day without charge. They can't sleep anywhere else in town, or they get cited for loitering and public sleeping laws.
Section 8 housing has like a five year waiting list. I presume you aren't homeless, Tikib? If not, you're not so bad off, really. Look at a place like India and the extreme rank horrible, cripples on the street wearing rags dirty poverty. Even Indians that have homes and jobs, HALF of THE ENTIRE NATION has no toilet access! They literally go in the street!
Do you have access to a toilet? Well right there, your life is better than 500 millions Indians.
Happiness is relative, of course. Ironically, a lot of the homeless I talk about, are actually happy in a way. It's like there's the normal people town I live in, and there's this mirror mirror street people town. They all know each other. They facebook, and all have cell phones. At least they have community -- whereas a millionaire may be so lonely and depressed in his gated community that he thinks his life is over, and end it.
Really depression and misery know no social class or income level, and plenty of rich folk think the end is here and they end it with millions in the bank.
If you are depressed -- then get some help, GET SOME COMMUNITY, get around some PEOPLE. If the people you have are the ones making you feel like crap and depressing you, then get away from them and find some new ones but get yourself out of a state of mind where you're saying your life is over. (I assume you were being metaphoric anyway, but just saying)
There's a poster on this forum that has said he has MS. Tikib, if you don't have MS then you've got nothing to ever complain about, I'm sorry.
If you're under 30 with decent health and a good back, then seriously, what is there to complain about.
A key to life, sometimes, is perseverance and "keep calm and carry on" and keep your nose to a grindstone, and suffer through some misery with bulldog determination. What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. Step by step, make progress. The tortoises are the ones that win the races, in the long run. There are many strategies to persue, one could go to Australia for work, or one could work a job they hate there in the UK but just keep going to it every day.
Doesn't have to be a doomstead. Find some other property you could buy, become a land owner or home owner (if you're not already). Just ownership adds responsibility and grounds a person. Same as having kids, just being responsible for someone else can take your mind off how much you are doomed or whatever.
(I can't remember if you posted before, and may have mentioned you have some disabilities. Get a social worker, get a case manager, start going to a job center, whatever ones situation you have to DO SOMETHING and plug forward every day)
P.S. Happiness really is relative. It's not about money. People can go into a tailspin just from what they have falling apart all around them. If you're strong then you can still make it even if everything is crashing, you just have to rebuild even if it's not what you always had in mind for your life. The strong have to make it through the storm to rebuild something after.
Or, people "have it all," and are still unhappy. The most miserable I've ever been in my life, was when I technically had the best job I've ever had and made the most money. It just hit me one day, sitting in that cubicle "so this is my life? this is all there is now? this computer screen, this cubicle, 10 hours a day and then I've got 3 days off to sit around think about how much I don't like my work?"
Now I look back at way back then, and wonder what the hell was wrong with me. At least I had 3 days off a week, that alone is rare, and I had great vacation time. I honestly don't know what was wrong with me, the money was great, I just hated the work. If I had that one to do over again I would have appreciated it more and maneuvered myself to another department where I wouldn't have been stuck doing that bean counting in a cubicle all day. Another tip: do a myers briggs test online and learn what your personality type is, and then search career fields for that, and find out what work is actually suited to you.
Everyone must learn their lessons in life, and go through the same sh*t, and existential crises, and life changes and dicorces and relationships ending and all of that, everyone's got their sh*t to deal with and their problems and existential angst, regardless of income level, or how great their life may seem on the surface.