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The longer this madness goes on the clearer it is that those in society who have been given diagnoses, medicated, put in psychiatric units and who are feeling burnt out and chronically fatigued are actually the ones with the very traits needed for a functioning human world.

Empathy and high perception are a massive inconvenience to this system which is why we’ve been made to feel like we’re broken.

But we are not.

Sharing my article if anyone wants a read

Have a good Sunday!

Hi redditors! I hope you are all doing well ❤️,

I’m writing this because I honestly feel so utterly hopeless and heartbroken, and it has started to severely affect my mental health. I find myself crying constantly over what is happening to our beautiful planet.I’ve always been deeply fascinated by astronomy, space, and the cosmos. When you look at the universe, you realize how incredibly rare, fragile, and precious the Earth is. It is a home meant for us, for future generations, and for every innocent living creature. Humanity’s true purpose should be to cherish and cultivate this pale blue dot, not destroy it.Yet, all I see is pure greed. It infuriates and saddens me that there are people in power who destroy the planet’s resources as if they are the last generation to ever live completely indifferent to the aftermath they leave behind. Why can't we stop the wars? Why can't we just unite under one single nation, one language, and let peace prevail?

I truly believe that artificial divisions, borders, and dogmas are what keep us trapped in this destructive cycle, preventing us from saving our only home.I feel so small, deeply frustrated, and powerless against this massive wave of destruction. How do you cope with this heavy existential dread? How can we actually protect the Earth when the system feels so rigged by greed? Just needed to share this with people who might understand, Thank you for listening 🌏❤.

I have been overthinking alot recently and it just recently hit me just how downhill this world is really going.People can barely afford basic commodities while budgets are being spent on welfare and random bullshit to make sure a minority which consists of a grand total of 5 people doesn't feel discriminated. Meanwhil4 corporations control every aspect of your daily life and there is NOTHING u can do about it. It seems like nobody is seeing this and its pissing me off so much. Like how can people be so blind and ignorant?how do we not see that jobs are no longer given cause of skill but because of connections almost like we went back in time to the before the french revolution. But in 2026 nobody gives a fuck about anything. Sorry for this being lengthy its just been bothering me all day and thank you for reading this far!I dont mean any of this in a political way I just want to understand why nobody cares about anything these days

It just feels like it’s over, it’s so fucking over when this is the only feasible opposition to fucking Trump

I kinda wish I’d find some way to convince myself it’s all gonna be okay, especially if I try and do the right things like protesting, cutting out red meat or even going vegetarian (have health problems that mean I cant go vegan) not buying a load of fast fashion etc. I can’t just seem to accept that we may be at the end of civilisation. I’m saying may be rather than ‘we are at the end of civilisation’ which just proves that fact. The thought of it being the end is not something I can get used to and accept, I think maybe because I don’t believe in Heaven like a lot of the religious right who have been leaders of this death cult where I don’t even think their god would choose them

I seem to be more okay when I’m drawing or hanging out with friends or something

Hello, people of reddit. I'm sorry for my English, it's not my first language. But honestly I don't know what to do anymore, I don't even know if I'm posting this on the right forum.

I'll just get into it instead of wasting your time.

Has the release of the Esptin files genuinely made people more fuck up or they just NOW realizing how fucked the world was? Not, being mean or trying to bring offense or shame but don't seriously tell me you thought your children were safe even when you told them don't trust people not even your teachers or it is just me?

Lately, I seen people become more aware of the world and making their children more aware too. I seen people say they are going to make things change, people say that now that they have been made aware of things they will change the world for the better. But awareness isn't enough. Being aware that you're dying doesn't make you better if you just say you're going to get help and never get it. Sure, you might get closure but that's about it. Victims on crimes in our days barely get consequences. The governments all around the world not just American are corrupted and we know this. We are aware but we aren't doing anything about it because WE CAN'T.

Governments from countless countries are targeting the most vulnerable population; children, disable people and the elderly. Education is decreasing its value in multiple countries and multiple countries are falling behind academically and the populations are NOT being made aware of what is happening outside their own countries. Apps are banned and the 'younger more aware' generation is forced to cut down their voices. The currencies of countless "smaller" countries are losing their value and are having a supernatural increase in crimes. Pensions for the elderly in MY own country is now being taken away by my government. They think the new generation is dumb and won't realize that the government is distracting us. More crimes are being discovered and people are growing more aware EVERYWHERE and yet, nothing is being done because our voices are being cut down, our faces are getting censored, our families are being threatened and our homes are being burned.

The people want a change and the governments is unwilling to provide it even while having all the resources needed because it means the people will have power. The governments are aware of all of this issues, none of them are new by any means but what is new is the awareness. Government are afraid of this awareness because it's more likely that we will find sooner or later find a light in this cruel dark world. Weather that's in form of a law, a person, a character or a revolution. Our voices won't stay silent because we are afraid. Our fear is makes us human, it untie us someday.

People are aware. CHILDREN are aware. I have been aware since I was in first grade that just because I'm a girl I'm not going to get a job easily, I have to YELL to make myself be heard, I can't trust ANYONE because even family members can rape and kill me, I have to snuggle in this world because I was born a girl. Because I'm young I'm going to die because my future is being taken away by a government, businesses and people who simply want their money.

People say there's still time for change. For growth. For healing. And there is. And not enough is being done because our resources are being taken away by companies worth multiple millions or even billions. Either I change (which I have no other choice in because if I don't change and if I continue being a child in this world, the chances are I'm going to get raped, tortured, kidnapped or if I'm lucky I'll just get killed) or world changes (laws have to be made with more of the vulnerable population in mind. Kids are going to learn what you teach them, if you teach them NOTHING they will learn nothing. Teach them evil and they will learn evil. Teach them to be kind and help and they will help) or I die. By I, i mean every teenage boy or girl that aware of the world's state is going to die. If not today, tomorrow and not tomorrow perhaps in years but we will die. Everyone does but WE will die without the chance of a future. Either it will be by our own hands or the rope that the past generations have hung around out necks for their money.

Be aware. Be kind to yourself in this world. Be the change that YOU need. Change and survive. Snuggle in this world and leave your mark. Live another day.

I'm going to go eat now. I hope I don't lose that privilege when i grow up if I'm able to grow up at all.

This world sucks and I hope it changes. If it doesn't, I'll change myself and make this world change with me. Hope I can do it and continue to dream of this.

Because the first thing I'm changing is my silence.

I mean short of trying to go off the grid or commit an act of domestic terrorism there’s not really much I can do to survive or mitigate global warming so whats the point of caring about it if I can’t do anything about it and I’m gonna die horribly no matter what? why not just keep living my life?

Just want to rant a bit. Let me know if you have a similar experience trying to discuss this subject online.

Me: "Anyway, this is bad. Here's why it's bad. We need to stop growth, capitalism (or at least change it), and end the profit motive"

And while I'm exaggerating the swears here, you literally just get fucking mouth-breathers going:

"Lol if it's so bad why aren't governments doing anything?"/"...why did Obama buy sea property?"

"Lol the solar panel project in <weird country> failed! How's Them Apples, libta_r?? 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣"

"Lol good luck living without a car, libt_rd! 🤣🤣🤣🤣"

And many, many variations of "I don't believe you, you're exaggerating, and even if you aren't I don't want to do literally anything anyway"....

And..... I hate to admit it but it drives me absolutely furious. The mocking tone and puke/clown/laughing_crying emojis especially, I don't know why I try to educate people. If anything, people on this planet, at least the ones I seem to meet, makes me hate humanity. Like, how can you be less appreciative of freedom of speech if this is how you use it? To spread complete apathy in the world.

Siiiiiighhhhh

I mean at what point do I just "throw in the towel?" What point is there in keeping on? I mean what am I even supposed to do as insignificant as I am? I'm hopeless. All my prospects for my life seem so damn pointless because the world is going to be on fire for the rest of my life.

I'm so sad because i'm finally getting my depression under control but the world is just fucking falling apart and I don't see the point in continuing.

I look at the old people in my life and envy the fact that they will be dead way before shit hits the fan. I know they went through shit like the war or nuclear scares yada yada yada, but nothing they went through will compare to how irreparably bad things will get in my lifetime.

I wish I had the luxury of just saying, "I'm old. I feel sorry for the kids, but I'm glad I won't be here for it."

Ironic how they were the generation that could've done something but didn't, and other generations will have to pay for it.

Wanting some book recommendations to cope with the ecological collapse of the world.

The reasoning is simple: these events gather the very people who hold the power to act against climate change. Yet, they often take place in perfectly temperature-controlled environments, shielding attendees from the extreme weather conditions that are becoming the new normal due to global inaction.

By removing this artificial comfort, we would:

- Force leaders to experience firsthand the heatwaves, cold snaps, and unpredictable weather they’ve failed to address.

- Create a symbolic but powerful statement** that the era of climate denial and delay is over.

- Encourage practical adaptations, shorter sessions, outdoor meetings, or even relocating COPs to regions already ravaged by climate disasters.

- Shift the narrative from empty promises to urgent, tangible solutions.

This isn't a complaint... it’s just an observation of mine. I’m not looking for solutions because, in all likelihood, there aren't any.

I speak for my own generation (Gen Z), but I think this applies to anyone finding themselves living in the increasingly bleak world around us, trying to carve out a place and an identity for themselves.

Personally, I feel aimless, completely devoid of life, stuck in limbo. Yet, I devote myself to my greatest passion, art, trying one way or another to turn it into a career in the near future... but generative AI is turning the whole world into absolute shit. Art, something that truly set us apart until just a few years ago, can now be generated at the push of a button (I’ll keep pouring my heart and soul into it, but I can't deny that some days I feel deeply saddened just thinking about it). Isn't it sad? And it's all I have and all I live for... it literally brightens our world, and it's losing its strength and its beauty.

I didn't fall in love with this idea of art, of cinema, as generating stuff... I fell in love with the team work, with crafting new props for projects, with talking with actors (and getting to know characters better through their lenses), seeing them engaged, working on something big with others.

And, of course, this technology means this is all pretty much gone. Not yet, that's for sure... but it's just a matter of some years. People will say "just keep shooting your stuff" and I 100% will, but knowing it will lead me to nowhere career wise is so demoralizing. And it is definitely going to hurt pretty much everyone, even outside of the artistic fields.

I'm starting to accept the fact that the future awaiting us won't be rosy and that we’re heading toward a full-blown dystopia, and I really feel that my generation is among the loneliest and most depressed of all, and that the context we live in plays a huge role in that. Eddington (if you haven't seen it: watch it immediately) is a mirror of our times, and I deeply identify with characters steeped in angst and profound pessimism about the future. But I suppose that was already clear.

Don't take this post as something polished or calculated. It isn't. I just feel a powerful sense of death and dread inside me. I just want to talk.

This July 4 weekend has the potential to be soul-crushing. On the East Coast, a brutal heat wave is reminding everyone that the climate crisis is not some future abstraction, but an extremely scary present-tense physical condition. In Europe, another heat wave has already killed more than 1,300 people. Elsewhere in the U.S., dozens of large wildfires are burning, drought is expanding, and the powers that be are doing everything they can to ensure this is not only the hottest summer on record, but the coldest summer for the rest of our lives.

So if your temptation is to give in to doomerism right now, I totally get it. But if you’re looking for a reason not to—and if you have some free time to dive into fiction over the holiday weekend—I recommend picking up Retro, a new novel by author Jessica M. Goldstein.

The book’s main character, Ash, is a struggling actress dealing with similar feelings of despair and hopelessness about the future. And then she gets a job at Retro, a travel agency dedicated to taking wealthy tourists on highly curated trips to the past. And slowly, her perspective begins to shift—but maybe not for the reasons you’d expect.

What I love about Retro is that it doesn’t answer that feeling with some cheesy conversion to optimism. It offers something I find far more realistic and useful: the idea that you can be cynical, but you don’t have to be an asshole. You can know the future is uncertain, and still refuse to abandon it. You can be furious, scared, and nostalgic for what we’ve already lost—and still say, basically: screw it. I’m going to try anyway.

Today, I have reached my breaking point. I’m so fucking tired of seeing people on the internet condemn people for not starting the revolution while not wanting to do anything themselves. I’m done with the fucking games. I am almost 30 years old and the world has gotten progressively worse as I’ve reached this age. IM FUCKING DONE. We have to do something because it is already too fucking late. GEN Z/ MILLENIALS we need to fucking step up NOW. We need to organize. If we all did what we could, doesn’t matter how big or small, wherever we are and throw caution to the fucking wind! It’s now or never folks. We need to disrupt these fucking data centers, the economy, the gas and oil industry, AMAZON, the dairy and cattle industry etc. All these industries that are destroying OUR planet. IT’S OURS, as much as it is the billionaire class. Let’s end billionaires once and for all. I’m not watching the world end through a fucking screen, I won’t do it. I’ll watch it prosper with my own eyes and will do whatever I can. WE CAN WIN. WE HAVE TO! All the anime I’ve watched has led me to this vision of a future that seems like a washed up dream. And that’s usually where our protagonist’s journey starts. PLEASE, stop commenting and waiting for someone to save us. Evil wins in this world. It has been winning for my entire life. NO FUCKING MORE!!!!!!! If you all have ideas, sound off. Spring into action. Help others, talk to people, think about the future you want to see and take steps to getting there. I don’t care what happens as long as we all can make it to the future where WE WIN. I’d rather die knowing I tried than live with the guilt of not.

I thought my husband was bought in on our plan but is now trying to turn our farm into a profitable business where none of my time is "wasted". I am seriously considering selling all the animals and just riding the collapse down cause this stress just is sucking any joy I had out of me. I am a shell of a person.

Forgive me this is long. Read it if you want. I read back and proof read so it shouldn't be a hard read. Maybe this is a cautionary tale for those of you who want to live off the land. Be careful who you choose to be in your lifeboat. Either way this was therapeutic to write out and helps me organize my thoughts.

Backstory:

My husband (DH) and I decided in 2020 after becoming collapse aware to sell our houses and "build a life raft while on the Titanic" by buying some land and starting a small farm to be as sustainable as possible. When his sister and her nuclear family moved to the PNW in an area I grew up and still has lots of family, and settled down there, I decided to sell DH on moving there, too.

I took him to see my family on the San Juan Islands, went sailing and fishing and exploring small outer islands and homesteads. We saw Orca whales and so much other wildlife. He loved seeing it all. So it was decided: sell my house (he had already sold his) and bring my mom and move up and rent while looking for the right property.

My mom died which was really hard while we were renting and looking for land. Fortunately she got to see that he has proposed and see my engagement ring the day before she had a massive stroke.

Then we found the dream property and closed on it in the summer of 2023. Moved in the middle of October as a favor to the sellers who accepted our low-ball offer with no counter. We eloped that fall.

We started right away fixing up the apartment in the shop (ADU) so my sister could move up and live with us. That christmas we had 13 of his family come stay with us for 5 days and I cooked for them all. This was the first time DH was really shitty to me, and it was in front of company. He put me down and made snide comments constantly. His mom and aunt shot looks at me like what the heck is going on? It was bad because I normally leave if someone treats me like this but we had so much company and I was cooking for everyone when he was like this so I felt I couldn't leave. I chaulked that up to him just drinking too much and being stressed for the holidays and let it go.

In January we started fencing and irrigation, I worked on the garden, and in the spring we had full veggie garden and bought 5 ducklings and 6 chicks to start. We built a big brooder and set to raising our first poultry. We built a goat house and got 3 doelings and a wether.

It was so fun, having these animals and setting up our little farm. I had taken a leave of absence from work so I could get the farm infrastructure going.

We had a big wedding ceremony and reception the first September of living in the farm. While it was beautiful, and I did all the flowers, I made the 3 tier chocolate zucchini cake, provided a caterer with my green beans, pears, and onions, and procured king salmon from a local fisherman to save money. I did my own hair and makeup and we rented a tent. Yet DH was getting shittier and shittier to me about costs and we were stressed out getting the property ready for showing off to our guests.

I had an idea to have the guests plant fruit trees in the new orchard as a tree planting ceremony right after our wedding ceremony. It was lovely, everyone told me so. But of course that was one more thing to do: to buy all the trees and dig holes with the auger on the tractor ahead of time, lay out trees etc. DH was getting so nasty to me I considered calling off the wedding and even told him so. But in the end it was a big success.

The next year we scaled up and got 4 lambs, 2 ewes and 2 wethers. We did our first run of meat chickens and turkeys and got more laying hens by incubating and hatching eggs. We got livestock guardian dogs and I had to train them. All these animals were 100% my responsibility.

Somehow over the course of the first year being on a leave of absence from work, I fell into the role of trad wife which I had not planned nor wanted. And I was getting so much disrespect and expectations that even though I was working 60 plus hours a week on the farm I was also supposed to have dinner on the table by 8 pm at the latest, make him lunches and breakfast, do laundry and keep the house clean. DH was still working full time and supporting the farm, so naturally he felt like he could treat me like shit. I wasn't marketing the farm products enough to his liking. I wasn't doing enough. I literally woke up and made myself coffee, started animals chores and worked until I crashed at night to go to bed.

Through all this, he has been able to go on camping and fishing trips and work trips where he goes fishing and kite surfing, diving, spear fishing, and drinking with buddies when he's off work. I am back home working and taking care of the farm and doing projects. But when he's gone it's easier. I don't have to cook for him. I haven't been on vacation since we moved here-and I don't want to-I knew the first few years would be us working our asses off getting infrastructure and training dogs and getting the routines down. Gardens take a long time to establish and get weeds under control with no spray. I knew this which I why I was pissed when he had vacation time he took it instead of using that time to work on the farm, every time.

I did think I would have an equal partner. I thought we would share all this. I thought he would be kind to me. Would give me the benefit of the doubt. But through this if anything goes awry, he instantly blames me. I know I am hyper vigilant on people's emotions as a person who has a history of childhood trauma. I just collapse when he is storming around, obviously mad at me for something I did not perfectly.

I have been so messed up through this bad treatment that I have collapsed on the ground in front of him sobbing and telling him how I feel (rules on this sub state I can't tell you what I was fixated on) and begging him to go to therapy with me. I called around and found one person who would take me or us but didn't take insurance so no dice. 10 months later I broke. I fell apart. Looked into therapy and found one who would take us and take insurance.

We went to one session and then the therapist called me and said they won't do couples counseling in cases of abuse, that it just makes things worse. That was eye opening to me to have a professional call it abuse. I found a personal therapist and have done really good work with her. I decided to go back to work part time so I could regain my independence and self worth. While that hasn't lessened my workload, it has given me stability and peace that if I need to I can leave DH.

DH continued to be awful to me, even worse. I told him either he goes to therapy on his own or I am divorcing him. He is now going and actually things are for the most part getting better. He helps more around the house (not 50/50 but still a lot better, maybe 20/80). He is more gentle with me. DH keeps pressuring me to quit my job because I am being overworked with the farm and everything, and I won't because I worry I'll be made to be a trad wife again, and need some personal independence, but that is what it is.

Today I am sick, really sick with asthmatic bronchitis. I am still doing animal chores and working part time. I have coughing/wheezing fits so bad I pee my pants sometimes. I am exhausted and feel like I could sleep for months. Went to the doctor after 3 weeks of this and not getting better-in fact getting worse-and was prescribed a steroid inhaler along with my rescue inhaler I've been using. Last night I felt so bad I asked if he would do evening animal chores so I could rest and I was winding down about ready to sleep.

Then DH comes in grilling me about how much time I spend on the chickens and ducks and do I make $30 an hour for my work on them. I told him I don't feel good and now getting stressed out which is not good. I was about to go to sleep, and would like to discuss at a different time. He kept pressing, saying when is a good time? Do I make $90 a day on eggs?! I told him of course not, I'd be lucky to make minimum wage or even break even after feed costs and depreciation on the equipment costs. I told him I'm not 100% efficient in my morning chores. He said well then that's on you, then I don't know why we are farming if you're going to dilly dally out there. At this point I was so stressed out my cortisol was spiking I could feel my heart racing and blood pressure up. Then I couldn't sleep. So much for healing.

Now in the morning I can think. I like to let the girls out of their coops and watch them run around and watch the sun rise and all the wild birds and life around me. I give scritches to the goats and watch the kids play. I have one joy in life through all these last few years that keeps me going. This is supposed to be a life boat, not a fortune 500 company. I never wanted to get rich doing this.

I just wanted to build some resilience and the tricky part is living in society as it crumbles. You still have to pay property tax and insurance. You still have health insurance premiums and costs of medications and co-pays and vet bills and so much other stuff. I thought we were in agreement that we will keep working from home to have these things that our little farm would never be able to support.

Now I just feel sick and heartbroken and exhausted. I want to sell the farm. This isn't what I signed up for. I think if I had a different partner I would want to keep at it but this just isn't working.

The true brotherhood of man in those lyrics feels so real, so close. It doesn't vibe like fiction. Will we see it in our lifetimes? What do you think/feel/sense/believe?

I dont understand people in collapse groups talking about the far future, about 2100, 2050, even 2030.

The collapse is happening now, and its going to cascade.

Im not overwhelmed with the collapsing, but I am very overwhelmed with partaking in the business as usual capitalism. I have a job that pays pretty well, I'm rather certain I am not qualified to do some basic aspects of the job, and its only a matter of time before I am let go. But things feel so close, I wonder if its worth looking for another job or just trying to rise this to the end.

I dont think a full physical collapse is needed before a ..lets call it fiat collapse occurs. But I think collapse is a reasonable response to a bunch of madness that has occurred this year, and yet the system keeps going as if nothing happened. But i/we know something did happen, and we know it should have affected the system, so the whole thing is smoke amd mirrors. Which implies its being propped up by capitalist nonsense, and if that drops, which it inevitably and imminently must, the house of cards will collapse. I kinda wish it would just do it and get it done with