Why Do People in our Society Want to Be Miserable?
What is it with misery that gets Americans all excited? “You have to have an adult job.” “You have to provide for your family.” “You can’t be doing this part time job crap.”
Everyone spends Christmas and New Years with their families, only to complain about the “shitty” time they had there. Why can’t people be more positive?
I’m always getting in arguments with people about my “lack of a big girl job.” It doesn’t have benefits, it’s not 40+ hours a week, it doesn’t have retirement options. That must translate to just a shitty ass job.
What’s wrong with having a job that fulfills me? I work 36 hours a week, which is not quite full time work. I have Christmas vacation, spring break, summer break. My future “Mr.” describes that as a child’s job.
In one aspect he’s right, I’m not “pulling” my weight in the relationship because I’m not working as many hours and I don’t get paid vacations. In another sense, I’ve never been happier. It’s fulfilling working with kids. I enjoy my vacations to get to spend time with my family and friends.
Our arguments make me miserable though. It often ends with me crying and getting upset. I have an advanced degree, and to him that means I’m not “pulling my weight” because I should be having some fancy ass job making six figures at a job I hate.
Alright, so he doesn’t say “get a job that you hate.” But I do hate it. I hate corporate America. I hate this need for greed. This need to buy yourself a six series BMW because goddammit you’ve worked hard for it.
Well good for you...take your BMW, Mercedes, super fancy car and show it off, you’ve worked hard for it. But leave me the FUCK alone while you’re at it. Don’t look down on me because I’m fulfilled by reading, learning new things and helping people in the America.
Yes, shit on me for feeling the way I do about society. I can’t help to feel the way I do about life. We’re all raised different ways. Some people are mostly happy and some people are mostly miserable.
I can’t stand this “American” way of working hard for stuff though. I have a place to live, I have a car that gets me from point A to point B, why does it have to be about more? Why is everyone always calling me a child or a gypsy or whatever?
I guess that’s the #Millennial way right? To most, it’s us “running” away from our responsibilities. To me, it’s looking at the world in a different light. I’m sorry if I’m the disappointment in your life who didn’t live up to their full potential. To me, it’s just me learning to love and live my life.
To me, I feel like a hard worker. I put my heart and soul into everything I do. I may not make 100 grand, but does that really mean you should look down on me? Does that really mean that you’re the success and I’m the failure because I could give two shits about the way America is obsessed with “keeping up with the Joneses?”
I’m just tired. Tired of this war on Millennials and how we’re “selfish” and we “only care about ourselves.” Blah, Blah, Blah. Fuck you! I’m sorry I’m interested in helping kids learn how to read. I’m sorry I’m more interested in exploring this great, big world we were created in than figuring out a way to cure cancer. Sure, curing cancer is #amazing and I swear I’m not being sarcastic. But I’m not sure I want to live until I’m 90. You’re 90! I’m sure you’ve most likely seen enough of the world by then.
I just want to live a happy life. I feel like I’ve spent most of my life being miserable that I’m okay with spending life being happy now. I’m almost 30 and by most people’s standards I’ve accomplished nothing. I’m a failure to society, I’m selfish (supposedly) and I only care about myself.
I’m okay with my (future) kids going to a state university, or whatever university is cheapest. I’m okay with them “working” for things that they want like a tablet, or ipod or whatever. I plan to shower them with the love and affection that I never got as a child. Sure I got all the toys/stuff my heart could want, but I could never mutter an “I Love you” to my parents.
That’s tough for a child. So I’m okay with my child not having the best “sneakers” or the best “cellphone” or not having every single toy they wanted on Christmas. I think that builds character. Not being able to pay the rent? That’s not cool, but not getting your barbie dream house that you’ll probably give two shits about in a month, I’m not so worried about that.
I think I’m a good person. A Millennial who likes to think too much and who isn’t too democratic or too republican. Probably a Millennial who thinks we need a new political party because America is shit right now. A Millennial who doesn’t know it all, who doesn’t have all the answers, but is willing to learn.
I hate people who think they know it all, I hate people who think they’re better than everyone else. I say I hate them, but I just don’t understand them. If they’d talk to me, I’d surely listen.
Until next time Millennials, it’s 2016 and I wish for more Millennials posting on this blog. I hope that’s the case soon.
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