I'm leaving tomorrow, just exchanged all my bahts to UK money and the cashier gave me like 250 baht back ($6) cause they didn't have coins.

I gave her the 250 baht and it was like I was bill gates giving someone $200. I get that this is just how the world is but it seems so unfair. In my country (UK) you can easily make $100 a day just sitting on your ass scamming the welfare system and then people here are working constantly for $15 a day. Like I get really pissed off I wasn't born American cause the salaries are maybe 3x higher than UK but it's absolutely nothing compared to this where the unemployed people in UK make over 5x your salary.

My unemployed Brit mum received £3k a month in welfare and child support but waited outside the shower, counted down 5 minutes then burst in shouting to turn it off when 5 minutes were done to save money on the water bill. Meanwhile she had a deep long bath every day.

Does this happen in your country?

Why are straight people literally obsessed with fucking their sisters and moms or fantasise about mentally ill women attacking them and then getting a justified excuse to hit them back with 100x the force or fantasise and stalk that mayli girl from facial abuse years (decade?) later or fantasise about their wife being completely submissive and staying at home isolated from everyone?

What is wrong with them? In LGBT community you obviously get weirdos but it's not like straight culture where this shit is literally normal.

I've got enough money to never work again. I'm 26 (firstoid on holiday) and do think when I'm 35 I'll drop down to 1-2 days a week but I have no plans on stopping entirely.

What do you actually expect to do with your time instead? Unless you're really dedicated it's a one way ticket to mental illness, depression and meaningless.

If you hate your job the problem realistically isn't all jobs but your job in particular, lots of them are interesting and satisfying but I know how much some suck from past experience.

This sounds edgy but I was about 13 and being abused at home. I was seriously mentally ill, showing obvious signs like crying at school, underweight, shitty clothes etc, told my grandma I was thinking of killing myself and she told my mother who just screamed at me. I didn't really understand why no one was helping me. As time went on my feelings were just gone and I couldn't feel empathy, happiness, cry or laugh anymore, just an empty person.

Age 16 I just had enough, someone started on me at school and I beat the shit out of them. If anyone was unpleasant to me I shouted and swore at them and I started ignoring everyone around me cause it was becoming clear they were retards. Mummy was depriving me of food and shower, told her to move or she was going to hospital.

I'm now a doctor and don't see my parents/family and while it was years ago I will never forget those days, how absolutely no one helped and how I was utterly alone and how the only thing which sorted it out was violence, threats and thinking for myself. Obviously it isn't necessary anymore and my life is drama free but it will stick with me the rest of my life and normgroids just don't seem to get how alone everyone is at the end of the day.