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For as long as I can remember I have been bored. Mindnumbingly bored. I am almost always bored and cannot remember a time when that wasn’t the case.
It leads me to turn to ever more extreme copes just to feel something. Maladaptive daydreaming, stimulant abuse, needless risk taking, starting fights, consuming porn, casual sex, doomscrolling..
It subsides for maybe a moment but that emptiness always returns. The ultimate problem at the core of this is that most people are destined to lead boring and meaningless lives, because society requires it of us
The real world can never beat fiction. I’ve always loved books and shows and whatever kind of escapism I could find because those worlds are always infinitely more interesting than this one.
The characters have purpose, fighting for or against something meaningful. They have agency, their choices actually matter in their world. The people they meet are interesting and full of depth and they have deep connections and romances and bonds
Our modern world is the opposite. People aren’t fighting for anything because it is futile. The blame is decentralised, there isn’t one person or a small group we could topple or kill to “fix” the world. And even if there was, nobody has the means or courage to do so. People don’t have agency, our lives are determined by our genetics, upbringing, social class, governments, laws and institutions.
At the end of the day the avg person spends 1/3 of their life asleep. Another 1/3 working or studying. Maybe 1/12th eating & preparing food. Another 1/12th on hygeine, cleaning, commuting and maintenance. In that 1/6th left you get a little glimpse of freedom, yet the stresses and constraints of our lifestyle mean we often just waste it doomscrolling, rotting on forums, engaging in escapism, daydreaming, LDARing..
My own neural wiring makes me particularly susceptible to the all-encompassing boredom and banality of modern life. If I seriously try to live the corporate 9-5, normie wife 2 kids picket fence boomer fantasy I will just end up blowing my brains out.
More and more I feel as though I’m just destined to succumb to the downwards spiral of nihilism/drug abuse/risk-taking until I eventually lose it and go psychotic and reclaim whatever last remaining shred of meaning I can in death
It leads me to turn to ever more extreme copes just to feel something. Maladaptive daydreaming, stimulant abuse, needless risk taking, starting fights, consuming porn, casual sex, doomscrolling..
It subsides for maybe a moment but that emptiness always returns. The ultimate problem at the core of this is that most people are destined to lead boring and meaningless lives, because society requires it of us
The real world can never beat fiction. I’ve always loved books and shows and whatever kind of escapism I could find because those worlds are always infinitely more interesting than this one.
The characters have purpose, fighting for or against something meaningful. They have agency, their choices actually matter in their world. The people they meet are interesting and full of depth and they have deep connections and romances and bonds
Our modern world is the opposite. People aren’t fighting for anything because it is futile. The blame is decentralised, there isn’t one person or a small group we could topple or kill to “fix” the world. And even if there was, nobody has the means or courage to do so. People don’t have agency, our lives are determined by our genetics, upbringing, social class, governments, laws and institutions.
At the end of the day the avg person spends 1/3 of their life asleep. Another 1/3 working or studying. Maybe 1/12th eating & preparing food. Another 1/12th on hygeine, cleaning, commuting and maintenance. In that 1/6th left you get a little glimpse of freedom, yet the stresses and constraints of our lifestyle mean we often just waste it doomscrolling, rotting on forums, engaging in escapism, daydreaming, LDARing..
My own neural wiring makes me particularly susceptible to the all-encompassing boredom and banality of modern life. If I seriously try to live the corporate 9-5, normie wife 2 kids picket fence boomer fantasy I will just end up blowing my brains out.
More and more I feel as though I’m just destined to succumb to the downwards spiral of nihilism/drug abuse/risk-taking until I eventually lose it and go psychotic and reclaim whatever last remaining shred of meaning I can in death