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  • Best way, try to be as self-reliant, both as an individual and as a group/family/friends. So it helps to have the same mindset. Quality will always beat quantity in this regard. Not to mention will help make you more content. Ignore happiness, it is a short, fleeing feeling that marketers will exploit. Contentment lasts. Seek that. Worth noting my background was in Marketing before I walked away from it.

    So, minimize consumerism, keep it reasonable, ethical and try to grow or make most or at least part of your food. The more the better. Learning how to cook well is a good start. Highly limit social media in general.

    I stopped watching TV/cable over a decade ago. I am amused and minimally horrified at ads online and on TV these days. Social media is little different. I would rgue it us far more harmful to your psyche. Especially if you spend too much time on it or to younger minds.

    Use uBlock on FF derivatives and you will never see ads. That alone is very worth it, specially over time.

    Saving up can be done with things that have value, focus on real world assets. Never too early to start.

  • Image description: Black, all-caps graffiti on a wall that reads "I'm fucking fed up and tired and I want to die but living is the most punk shit I've ever fucking done"

    I experience suicidal ideation a lot, and grappling with that is tricky when so much of what is dragging me down is a function of the unjust world. I feel swallowed up by the enormity of what I can't change, both for myself, and for others.

    What gets me through is solidarity, and correctly directed rage. My late best friend learned a lot from being friends with me, and would often end up outraged on the behalf of people whose plight he had learned of. It was good rage though, he didn't make it about himself and actually through him, I realised that because I felt so powerless, all the negative feelings had ended up being directed internally, which wasn't good.

    It's not much, but I've found refuge in acknowledging how fucked up the world is — even embracing the fact that The System(TM) would almost certainly prefer me, and people like me, to not exist. I'm so tired, and it's fucked up that just existing takes so much effort, but it feels a little easier with the understanding that even on my shittiest, low energy day, my life is an act of active resistance. Good old punk spite helps me by.

  • I've mostly stopped acknowledging tomorrow. No saving for a future that probably won't exist, no planning for a tomorrow that will never be stable.

  • My state is the third worse state for this. Fortunately it's mixed with a rural, Baudelaire-esque atmosphere, so I can rest at least a little with mine.

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