The Bimodal Nature of Adulthood
Disclaimer: there is absolutely no new information in this post that you haven't heard a thousand times over in your life.
Life as an adult (can) suck big time, you've got a whole slew of self imposed-responsibilities that you don't even want but for some reason end up for. The pull of barrel-aged societal wisdom and common sense is so powerful we don't even realize how little free will we have.
A series of well defined steps in a data pipeline that feed output to input with barely any feedback loops (maybe a crazy career change if you're brave) that end up with you feeling guilty over declining a family event because you simply preferred to stay home chilling.
Damn, why are there so many people with anxiety attacks? why are we so exhausted, doubtful and stressed all the time?
I am over-simplifying here, not all adult life sucks, mental health crises are triggered by a whole bunch of reasons, and you can choose, really, you can, if you really want to.
This is just a rant of a dude bathing in guilt because he wanted to chill at home on a fucking Sunday and received some guilt tripping in return that is hurting more than a Ryu's Shoryuken in the chin.