Just deep depression.
stuck in a deep rut
There is no joy, no fun, not even a little bit.
There is no drive- how can one have drive in a system designed to keep you down?
Being born poor is like being handed a canoe with a giant hole in the middle, sinking, with NO oars.
I actually managed to get to “land” despite all that. only to get knocked off into the ocean again. This time without even a broken canoe.
Just me, no canoe, no oars, no life vest, and no one there to throw me one of those floaty donut things.
I’m just left out at sea to drown.
That’s what living in American society is. “Pull yourself up by your bootstrap!” they say. But what if we have no boots nor a strap? “Don’t know and don’t care” says everyone. And yes, most Americans have that kind of attitude.
And there you have it- millions of Americans are just left out to drown.