Sorry for the late reply. With the holidays and life, in general, I just didn’t find the time to get on the site, instead of the phone app, to write this up and I struggle to type via digital keyboards.
When I say silent quitting life, I assume the reader knows the term silent quitting a job from the past pandemic era (at least that’s when I learned of it) where a worker who may have been gung-ho on their job in addition to innovating and advancing parts of it; who may have stayed late, working on tasks, or came in early without additional pay; are now doing just the minimum to keep their job. Silent quitting, as far as I know, is doing only what is required and nothing more, refusing to work extra for no pay, etc.
So applying silent quitting a job to silent quitting life, is where I used to seek to improve myself and my immediate surroundings, I do the bare minimum to survive and keep the boat afloat, so to speak. I have lost interests in most hobbies, most interests, and rarely step outside of a daily routine of work, spending time with my wife/kid, and going to bed to repeat the same shit the next day. I just don’t see the point in continuing this system we currently exist in and hope, against all odds, that something drastic changes soon to make life worth living, again. It isn’t fair to my son or my wife.
I used to hear about famous/wealthy people offing themselves when they have a life, money, a spouse, and children. It didn’t make sense to me back then. I didn’t understand how someone, who seemed to have everything someone might want, would see no point in continuing their life. I get it now and it scares me what the next, second 4(+) year term of a tRump administration will do to my mental health.
I’ve since learned that this might be Passive SI. I don’t know what the future holds for myself or my family, but I don’t plan to do anything to harm myself. I just feel bad for my son. He was born into this world and since his birth (Dec. 2019), things have only seemed to become more glum. I have been seeing a therapist, been on anti-depressants/-anxiety meds, and tried to find anything to give myself a reason to go on, knowing this world was made for the 1% at the expense of the 99%, but it’s hard. So far, it’s just led to my wife and I going day-by-day. It’s not what I’d call living; it’s just surviving right now.
thank you for the reply. i have been doing the same for the last few years, i totally understand how you feel. i really hope that things improve but I’m not keeping my hopes up. only thing really keeping me going is my family and my dog. good luck to you and yours. ♡
Ditto and likewise. Here’s to hoping we both find something that soothe the internalized rage we collectively feel toward a system that was never made for us.
I silently quit life. It’s not going well.
can you elaborate on what that means?
Sorry for the late reply. With the holidays and life, in general, I just didn’t find the time to get on the site, instead of the phone app, to write this up and I struggle to type via digital keyboards.
When I say silent quitting life, I assume the reader knows the term silent quitting a job from the past pandemic era (at least that’s when I learned of it) where a worker who may have been gung-ho on their job in addition to innovating and advancing parts of it; who may have stayed late, working on tasks, or came in early without additional pay; are now doing just the minimum to keep their job. Silent quitting, as far as I know, is doing only what is required and nothing more, refusing to work extra for no pay, etc.
So applying silent quitting a job to silent quitting life, is where I used to seek to improve myself and my immediate surroundings, I do the bare minimum to survive and keep the boat afloat, so to speak. I have lost interests in most hobbies, most interests, and rarely step outside of a daily routine of work, spending time with my wife/kid, and going to bed to repeat the same shit the next day. I just don’t see the point in continuing this system we currently exist in and hope, against all odds, that something drastic changes soon to make life worth living, again. It isn’t fair to my son or my wife.
I used to hear about famous/wealthy people offing themselves when they have a life, money, a spouse, and children. It didn’t make sense to me back then. I didn’t understand how someone, who seemed to have everything someone might want, would see no point in continuing their life. I get it now and it scares me what the next, second 4(+) year term of a tRump administration will do to my mental health.
I’ve since learned that this might be Passive SI. I don’t know what the future holds for myself or my family, but I don’t plan to do anything to harm myself. I just feel bad for my son. He was born into this world and since his birth (Dec. 2019), things have only seemed to become more glum. I have been seeing a therapist, been on anti-depressants/-anxiety meds, and tried to find anything to give myself a reason to go on, knowing this world was made for the 1% at the expense of the 99%, but it’s hard. So far, it’s just led to my wife and I going day-by-day. It’s not what I’d call living; it’s just surviving right now.
thank you for the reply. i have been doing the same for the last few years, i totally understand how you feel. i really hope that things improve but I’m not keeping my hopes up. only thing really keeping me going is my family and my dog. good luck to you and yours. ♡
Ditto and likewise. Here’s to hoping we both find something that soothe the internalized rage we collectively feel toward a system that was never made for us.