Late 30s from a smothering immigrant family trying to hold on to what's left of my spark and get out into the world before its too late if it's not already. Feels like I'm an infant that's barely existing waking after covid survival mode and regression to find not much left after all the poor choices and isolation. Had some slightly above average adversity as a teen and it took me until late 20s to start doing decent therapy work. Move out for the first time at 33 and lasted a year to find myself woefully unprepared. Just feels dissociated and the culture that is supposed to buttress you at this point is in tumult so like many slowly becoming another atomized consuming cog in the capitalist machine. How to snap out while there is still some will left?
by MishimasLantern