>>22140344>Be me.29. Live with my parents because there’s no way I can afford my own place. Work 12-hour shifts at a warehouse that feels like a prison. Every day, I come home to parents who resent me for not “making it” like they did at my age. They had a house, kids, and a stable life when they were my age—because back then, you didn’t need to sell your soul just to afford rent.
No friends. No girlfriend. Never had one. Grew up in a house where my parents were too busy fighting to actually raise me. Never learned how to talk to people, how to socialize, or how to be normal. Now, I’m just this broken adult who nobody wants to be around.
Car’s falling apart. Every time I drive, I pray it doesn’t break down, because I can’t afford to fix it, let alone buy a new one.
Then I see people like Pan Piano on YouTube. She cosplays, plays anime and video game music, and makes $500,000 a year doing it. Paid-off house, a nice car, a husband who loves her. She’s set for life. All from sitting down at a piano in a costume.
Meanwhile, I’m here breaking my back for 12 hours a day just to scrape by. I’ll probably never own a house. I can’t even move out of my parents’ place because rent alone would eat my entire paycheck.
What did she do to deserve all that? Is she working harder than me? Does she deserve a loving partner and financial freedom while I get nothing? No. She just happened to find something that people throw money at. Luck, timing, being in the right place. Meanwhile, I’m stuck in a life I never chose, doing a job that’s slowly killing me, with no way out.
My parents blame me for not being able to do what they did at my age, like it’s my fault houses cost 5x what they did 30 years ago. They don’t get it. No one does.
Life’s not just unfair—it’s cruel. Some people get everything handed to them while the rest of us are left to rot. Why even try? How do you all keep going?
