I want to preface this by saying that compared to a lot of people, my life could be a lot worse, and I’m fully aware of that.
Im married, with a mortgage and a full time job. A few years ago I was working another job that I liked with people I genuinely cared about. I’d managed to get myself a 3 series which I’d dreamt about since I passed my test. Fast forward to now and since then I was made redundant and had to find another job.
After finding another job with a significant pay cut I’m now back to earning the same as I was 5 years ago but with enormous increases in my bills. I had to sell the bmw for a shitbox and have almost no disposable income any more. I don’t like my job, nor most of the people I work with. I’ve been at a supervisor/team leader level for the last 15 years but can’t find any other job that wouldn’t mean taking a pay cut.
Every day feels like the last and I just don’t enjoy anything anymore. I’m mentally exhausted all the time and feel like I work so I can have enough money to keep myself alive to go back to work the next day.
Again, I know lots of people are in the same boat or worse. What are you guys doing to get through the mundane day to day grind with nothing to show for it with the hope that one day life might improve?
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I want to preface this by saying that compared to a lot of people, my life could be a lot worse, and I’m fully aware of that.
Im married, with a mortgage and a full time job. A few years ago I was working another job that I liked with people I genuinely cared about. I’d managed to get myself a 3 series which I’d dreamt about since I passed my test. Fast forward to now and since then I was made redundant and had to find another job.
After finding another job with a significant pay cut I’m now back to earning the same as I was 5 years ago but with enormous increases in my bills. I had to sell the bmw for a shitbox and have almost no disposable income any more. I don’t like my job, nor most of the people I work with. I’ve been at a supervisor/team leader level for the last 15 years but can’t find any other job that wouldn’t mean taking a pay cut.
Every day feels like the last and I just don’t enjoy anything anymore. I’m mentally exhausted all the time and feel like I work so I can have enough money to keep myself alive to go back to work the next day.
Again, I know lots of people are in the same boat or worse. What are you guys doing to get through the mundane day to day grind with nothing to show for it with the hope that one day life might improve?
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I’m working on getting out of the rat race
Working 84 hours a week to make sure my wife can have all the time she needs before we put our kid in daycare
Working, although I’m pretty comfortable now, might worry about myself a little more
Thinking about overthrowing the rich
One day at time, one day at a time. I’m also eating grilled cheese sandwiches with apple juice cause I’m too lazy to go out in the cold and buy milk.
I just am. My brain has been on off mode for a while now.
Don’t give up on yourself because as quickly as it changed it can change back to the life you can enjoy
Keep trying to improve your situation this is far from the end
You only need one yes to change things
I’m thinking how to battle it and make structural changes.
I also hope that I will continue to go after my heart and not give up and not get scared.
Though sometimes it’s hard after trying a lot. I will continue stand up whenever I can and fight until the end.
I bought a PS Vita and it’s pretty neat
Idk it sucks. I feel like it’s hard to just get by. And I’m thinking about going back to school but I don’t feel strongly enough and don’t know what I want to study
Wait, you guys are getting through life?
Man, I feel this in my spine. It’s like life became a loop. Wake up tired, work tired, come home too tired to enjoy the few hours you get before repeating it all.
What gets me through?
Tiny victories. A good coffee. A 10 minute walk outside without my phone. Finishing something small I said I’d do.
Listening to music or a podcast while doing anything.
Talking to one person who gets it, even if it’s just over memes.
Remembering that even when life feels stuck, it doesn’t mean I am.
Some days, “getting through it” is the win. No motivational BS – just not giving up. You’re not alone, even when it feels like it.
Hey man I think a lot of us can relate to this. When you acknowledged “my life could be a lot worse” that is true, but also harmful. I don’t have a lot of wisdom, though I’ve learned from personal experience.
You can’t evaluate how good or bad your life is based off of other people’s lives. You have to judge yourself based off of how you want your life to be.
With that, if you don’t have a goal you’re working towards, then you won’t be able to get to that goal. You have to make sure you think through and believe that you will achieve something, that is creating your own meaning in the meantime.
I know the cycle of life, the nature of working, the drudge of being American feels inescapable. The less you focus on the negativity all around, the more you can feel positive your life will improve day by day.
Sorry this is like bullshit motivation talk, it’s just the mindset I’ve had to take to escape my own nihilistic thoughts. Aside from religion, find meaning by creating your own meaning. And try not to make material possessions be the most meaningful thing you work towards.
Your life will get better. Keep on keeping on.
Man, I’m right there with you. And I have an anxiety disorder that has been out of control lately. Everyday from the moment I wake up until the moment I fall asleep, I’m in constant fight-or-flight mode. I feel like I’m constantly under threat which is running me down. I’m constantly exhausted because I’m constantly on high alert.
Glad you’re doing better than me.
I was laid off and been out of work since January. A few months before, my delusional ex wife broke up with me because she wanted to move to a different state with money we do not have. We have a son together and for some reason she rather risk the family and a comfortable financial situation for her own happiness.
She currently lives in a luxury apartment with unaffordable salary and asked to borrow money. She for some reason couldn’t put that together and wouldn’t bother to find a better job for herself. Oh and I’m getting judged by our network that I’m not helping out my kids mother.
I am constantly contemplating what financial and emotional implications I would have to navigate if I decided to get a divorce. I’m more worried about how this will affect my three kids, all under 6 years old, and what it would do to my time with them, and if I’m willing to live in discomfort in order to be able to live with and see them everyday, and be a part of their everyday routines. It honestly feels like I am just tiptoeing through life at this point, because I’m too afraid to make a decision, so I just typically sit in discomfort, knowing that my kid are having the experience of both loving parents being under the same roof. It has not hit a toxic point between my wife and I, but I think she can sense my growing resentment for her, and I don’t want it to get to a point where the kids think our example of marriage is what they should expect when they are adults. Therapy helps,, but my therapist is not going to make a decision for me, and I’m really struggling with feeling like I’m going to you let down my kids, and ultimately lose specific parts of our relationship that I’m not willing to give up at this point. Thanks for letting me put that out into the ether!
Starting to seem like the days are blending together so I’ve been making a point to do something I enjoy for at least an hour a day
Right now? I’m on fucking autopilot and trying to focus on 5 or 6 years down the road. Why? I don’t know. Maybe shit won’t suck then.
On paper, I should be happy. I make about $700k a year, I look good and take care of myself, I don’t really have a problem with women, and I am on track to own my first rental property in 12 months. Life is looking up, and I should be ecstatic.
Inside? I am fucking dying. I hate my job, I’ve been in sales for 11 years now and it has drained me of every ounce of desire to do anything other than snort coke and fuck whores. I am still cleaning up the mess from my six-figure divorce that was finalized a few years ago and dealing with criminal charges from some dumb shit involving, you guessed it, drugs and whores. My job has become my own version of Groundhog Day, and I can’t escape because where the fuck else am I going to make that kind of money? Between bills, child support, and alimony, the monster chasing me every month is always nipping at my heels. I have no real joy in anything thanks to depression and high functioning anxiety. I am mostly alone in the world. I just left a horrific relationship with a woman I gave everything to, who in turn ripped me to pieces and left me in a mental hole. I am not suicidal but death would be a welcome release from this shithole.
I hate every fucking moment that I am awake, aside from having sex and seeing my kids. It’s a revolving door of college girls with daddy issues in my bed, and when they leave, I instantly feel just as shitty as before.
We are all fucking dying out here, some of us are just doing it in more expensive cars and houses.
I am not. My Uncle passed yesterday and I feel the familial connections to my Father slipping away. He was my favorite of my Uncles and I am heartbroken.
Get fit. Eat better and get healthy.Get a hobby. Spend some time in nature. Reevaluate your life. Breathe. Make a plan. Take action and execute that plan with minimal stray thoughts. Repeat.
After 22 years of researchs and investigations (i’m 29), I finaly know the roots of my issues and how to solve them. But since i have no control over those factors that would solve them, i’m currently looking for a way to end my sufferings without ending in an asylum or in a worst situation of sufferings.
Because 1, the 100% success way to leave are illegal in my country and i’m lucky enough to fail the other ones.
And 2, even if it’s theoriticaly not illegal to kill yourself, the state and society i live in will surely do everything they can and stole any liberty they will judge necessary to force me to stay in this wasteland that my life is.
In a way i’m kind of relieved because i did achieve something, but i still have to achieve myself. So i’ll say pretty bad actually.
One day at a time. I strive to remind myself the things I have going for me that many others don’t. It’s incredibly challenging and most of the time feels hopeless. I’m lucky I have somewhat of a support group. I do not know how others out there without support can persevere.
I try to focus on doing what needs to be done, without letting myself get too caught up in worrying about the future. To keep some balance, I look for simple things I can enjoy things that don’t cost much but still give me something to look forward to. Going for a hike or a long bike ride helps me clear my head and feel more at ease, especially when life feels overwhelming.
Sometimes I think about people living through war or famine, people who are just trying to survive each day and I realize how much of what we stress about comes from a place of relative privilege. That thought doesn’t make my problems disappear, but it does give me perspective. It reminds me to be grateful, and to try to carry myself with a bit more patience and kindness, both toward myself and others.
I have everything I thought I’d ever want, and I’m extremely unfulfilled and lost. It’s not a bad life. Just don’t know what to do next to shake this feeling.
Currently, ok. But not fulfilled or happy. Probably need new challenges.
Life can be incredibly difficult. It’s sometimes a real struggle to perserve.
Autopilot tbh, I don’t know what I’m doing, why I’m doing it, things are just happening. Is it monotonous? Yes.
Listening to philosophy on YouTube.
I breathe
I’m not sure one day life might improve, and I have discussed about that possibility to my wife. She’s not completely okay though, but she’s willing to navigate this together, and that’s enough for me to get through life.
I genuinely don’t know.
I didn’t expect to make it this far without ending up hanging from the ceiling.
All the pain was just tossed in a bucket, but that picket started overflowing a decade ago and hasn’t stopped since.