Indentured

Is this what life and the working world is all about? All I do is make more money for insanely wealthy, decadent, shallow people. I basically do public relations for a business that makes my teeth hurt. They won’t pay me what I’m worth, then bathe in money, and then I have to promote the bath.

Why does my job have to extend to my identity? I wish I could just ignore it. Yet it’s hard to see wrongness and then actively perpetuate it so I can be more comfortable.

I’m tired of it all.

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