Millenial Me

Friday

It is Friday Morning. I have tomorrow off. And I thank the gods for role play and Minecraft to keep me sane.

That said today's post is going into rant mode.

My generation is technically millenial. A millenial is not someone who is inherently rich or bratty, but simply someone who wasn't 18 yet when we entered the new Millennium.

My generation has been called lazy and apathetic. We have been mocked for continuing to live with our parents after school or taking jobs with minimum wage pay.  We are told if we just didn't buy so much stuff or live so fancy. We are told not to he depressed, just to feel better. Anyone who doesn't succeed is lazy. Why are we so loud and opinionated?  Why are we all obese? Whats our obsession with video games?

Let me tell you about me.

I was a motivated (anxiety driven) Honor Roll through high school student. The only reason I got through college is because my grandfather paid for my schooling. Because my father made over 70k a year and we were middle class there was no financial aid available to me.  Despite minimal student loans being taken, 125 dollars each month go to paying off around sixteen grand in debt.

Lets not get into how much I owe my parents for car repairs.

I make less then 20k a year. I'm the most well paid in my group of friends and among my peers.

I bring home 300 a week on average. One third is gone with rent. 20 on gas, frequently more. Because my rental situation is hostile about the kitchen, I eat junk or out. Either my costs or my pant size goes up. Or both.

To eat well is expensive. After my trip I'm going to log every cent of my check to see where it all goes.

I know when I need car repairs I want to die.

Despite a Bachelor's degree, I can't get a salary position. Its risky to consider leaving my job because I need to move. Between the two of us my mother and I can contribute 1400 to rent and utilities. We still can't find a new place to live.

I play video games, read books, binge TV Shows and movies, and buy tech so I don't dwell on where America is as a nation and the rut my life is stuck in.

My fancy new 300 dollar phone? I saved for it. By getting it for me I could give my mother my functional old one because hers was a devil turd. Thus I saved her money by buying something I wanted anyway.

That 300 dollars was not making the difference between a new residence or not.  But the new phone has made my pass times so much easier.

Lets not even get into my being female.

Much of my generation is depressed and understandably so. The country our grand parents gave our parents was distressing, and what we may inherit is worse. We don't know what to do with our lives when being our best gives us minimal boosts in life.  I am among the lucky ones who can wrap myself in fictional fantasies and stave off my harsh reality.

Others can't.

My peers don't live with their parents because they want to. They lack options. With a degree I can compete for minimum wage Jobs-usually part time. The very lucky ones like me can get full time for a few dollars more.

It is not enough for rent.

So don't ask why my generation and beyond are so off track.

Its because the previous generations didn't take care of the track.