I’m going full-on Psycho level of mad.
My plans so far:
- join an international drug cartel – I’d be a great smuggler, I’m inconspicuous af.
- sell all my (modest) possessions, ignore the amount of money I would be losing terminating the contract for my flat, and move somewhere like…
- get pregnant so my family is bound to take care of me without putting pressure on me.
- keep dreaming that it is possible to find a job that I love and will simultaneously be financially satisfactory while working wherever they want me for some shit pay.
- something rational and sensible that I can’t think of.
One great philosopher once said, “We’re halfway there, livin’ on a prayer”. Nailed it.
I’m open to suggestions!