Rantings and tirades of a frustrated economist.
And it's about freaking time.
About freaking time is right. I remember a few years ago, when all of the jobs in my area paid about $12 an hour AND WORKED YOU TO DEATH FOR THAT $12 AN HOUR OR TREATED LIKE SHIT...Unless you by blind luck fell into a job with a higher paying company. Even part-time jobs wanted you to have open availability, so you might work 7 days a week, IF you had the time and energy to do so, if you wanted to try to get ahead. My family treated me like I was on my period because I didn't see the world as all sunshine and rainbows due the fact that I barely paid my mortgage and ate, and was ALWAYS a couple hundred dollars away from not being able to pay my bills. They all fell into jobs by luck or even had a husband to mooch off of. Even me sitting at their dinner table and tapping my head and saying, "I'm depressed," when my sister asked me what was wrong didn't raise any red flags. It's not like I didn't try to make my life better... The lady at the careercenter told me that only people on welfare got money from the government to go to college. It finally took me crying in my dad's truck, as a 29 year old man, (after about a year and a half of suffering) when I couldn't pay my mortgage due to job loss and needed money for him to ask me what was wrong AND ACTUALLY LISTEN. I would have opened up to anyone who seriously asked me about my mental health. BUT NO ONE CARED. It took me admitting to my dad I thought about suicide because what I had in life was as good as it was going to get for them to listen. AS A MAN, I WAS SUPPOSED TO TAKE DAMAGE AND KEEP GOING. EVEN IF WHAT I WAS DOING NOW WAS GOING TO RESULT IN A VERY HORRIBLE LIFE AND A HORRIBLE FUTURE DECADES FROM NOW. No good wife, no retirement, no children, no ability to have fun with my life, etc. I was a minimalist and a saver as a teenager, and that still didn't redeem me from the shitty atmosphere I was in. If anyone is/was suicidal like I was, I DID FANTASIZE ABOUT IT FOR A BIT... You do not control everything. Just how you react to things. 5 years after all of this...And I have a mortgage of $630 a month, 2 cars paid for, a house full of toys, I am trained to weld, no student debt, and have about $17K in savings. Any job I get now pays more, too. Do not give up. Also, beneficial in moving on...Chew your parents out. I moved out to get away from my dad and his parents after my parents divorce. I was a house slave. Nothing I did was ever enough. He'd find something I didn't know needed to be done/ have a fight with his girlfriend/ my sister didn't do her share of things/ and YELL at me. So I left at 21. A few years ago, he tried to finally be super dad and I reminded him of the time I was 19 and had the communtiy college catalog in my hands and said I might go for electrical work, but I didn't know what to do/where to start...And then I got yelled at! I also brought up how my years of depression could have been avoided if some of the men in my life had not been more important than me. Family is overrated.
Won't be long until penis-envying Feminists (I know, I repeat myself) cry foul.
Men don't need a psychology clinic, they need a pub or "the local" where they can talk through some of their life's shit with other men ...All this is going to do is to get more men messed up with The POZ and stuff that's like The POZ.And it's really going to make recruitment for The Cabaal a lot easier, but wasn't this psychology game always a confidence trick invented by Freud and his counterparts?When are people going to realise this shekel and jive game with "credentials" is just a way in which confidence games have literally been institutionalised?Ask some people who have been under "forced psychology" what it's like sometime, and then ask some of your friends in Florida what they know about getting "Baker Acted" by POZ-wielding credentialists.In Florida, the first in a failing marriage or relationship to get the other under the microscopes of the mind quacks via the Baker Act wins.Don't encourage these fucking "professional" clowns.
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