Every day I have this crushing pressure of expectation and comparison, like I'm doing life wrong and need to be doing more and figuring out some way to live the way everyone around me expects me to live which basicaly means to live like them, to live the cookie cutter life that's expected of all of us, that we're all conditioned for.
It's so exhausting and I realized this when I was thinking about a youtuber who spends his time playing video games and editing and stuff And he says it's not some easy job like everyone thinks, he puts so much time into editing and it's something a lot of youtubers he has known will give up on or say that they hate doing it because they have to stream and act like they want to be there every day when they don't. But I still thought, this is a life path outside of the norm, that other people would misunderstand, think too highly of, or even look down on, and yet this guy I'm talking about is happy and has really owned the fact that this is what he does with his time, the way he lives his life, and he is comfortable with himself and his life.
The difference is he has a clear sense of self and narrative. I don't know what my life narrative is. Nobody ever understood me. They expected me to be normal and I can't be. So all there is is this sense that I still "should" be able to, and the sense that eveyrone is disappointed in me and views me as a burden among other judgments. But I don't actually do anything except struggle to support myself alone, feeling burnt out every day wishing for more. The "more" just isn't going to come through the path everyone has been trying to force me on my whole life. But then what does it look like? The reality is that I can't work, and I barely manage on my own as it is so expecting myself to do more on my own and "pull myself up by my bootstraps" would be the same abusive mentality that traumatized me throughout life thus far. So now what?
There are some things I need to work on accepting but accepting "your life is just a dead end, there's nothing you can do but continue to sufer and feel this empty until you die because you cannot fit in with this world," is too painful. But maybe it's true?