• MissJinx@lemmy.world
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    The thing people don’t understand about depression and money is that, if you throw firewood in a fireplace but there is no fire burning, or even a little spark do ignite it, the wood will just keep being wood. Money is like wood in a fireplace with no fire. You can have bilions and do everything you want but depression won’t ever let the “fire burn”. Depression suffering is very real.

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      I grew up and learned that we were poor

      Money talks

      But it never tells you love is more important

      That said, I’d probably be happier if I wasn’t living in a basement with a single window.

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        Yo I lived in a basement with one window for 10 years. It’s not the worst place to be. It was my own little half underground rgb lit up dungeon of teenager.

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      That’s exactly why I quit caring to try. I achieved a few dreams and felt…nothing. No sense of pride or accomplishment after burning my life away with no time or energy to make friends for years at a time or enjoy the few things I can still enjoy.

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        I was married to a milionair for 4 years. His family was INSANE. Movie style milionairs. I had anithing and everything I wanted, best clothes, personal trainner, home gym, personal chef, a driver and would travel the world, but I almost killed myself twice. There is only so much shoping you can do before it stops being at all fun.

        I left him (and his fucked up family)and got myself a psychiatrist that put me on great meds. I got nothing from him, I didn’t wan’t to have to deal with them at all. I’m now indeed fat, poor, have to.work to pay bills, old and single but I have never been so happy.

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        It seems it is a product of modern western style culture. Move away from family for independence, spend best days of life slogging away to live paycheck to paycheck.

        I worked with a few filipinos that immigrates to Canada. While the believe Canada is a good place to live, they mention the lonely culture here. They said in the Phillapines every weekend, or sometines day, was a party with friends or family. They always made up a party to celebrate something.

        I think we have forgotten that communty village living is what humans evovled to, and yearn.

        Another Filipino said canada is great, but everything needs money. Housing is expensive, food is expensive, cars, and all the bills. He said back home we live more simple, no need for a heating bill because of climate, no need for a water bill. If I want water I drill a hole in the ground. So life is about living not earning