It's kind of like trying to cope with the reality of death

Invest in people.

Barring that: move to somewhere that is better for investing in people.

Doing better with only a focus on money, within a capitalist framework, will absolutely challenge your morals and ethics from time to time. Investing time in people, and community in general, has no such downside. Also, you'll need both to ascend Maslow's Hierarchy and be a well-rounded and healthy person around here. Succeeding in this area will also shift your viewpoint away from purely financial matters, or worse yet, basing your self-worth on your financial value to the market.

Currently taking a sabbatical from giving a shit about anything.

Got assaulted, seriously injured, car got stolen, lost my job working at a non profit helping the homeless, became homeless, spent a year that way, racked up a whole bunch more injuries.

Managed to qualify for SSDI, got on a bus, rode halfway across the country in horrible agony to find a shithole I can afford to rent, with just the clothes I had on me.

Its been about a year now, doing my own physical therapy, slowly recovering.

Can't afford actual physical therapy, couldn't get to it anyway.

Maybe sometime next year I'll be able to get my glasses replaced.

Maybe if I get to the point I can walk or use my wrist for more than 10 minutes at a time I'll look into some kind of remote work... or just make a video game or something.

...

How do I deal with it?

Just keep living, one day at a time.

Feel free to crosspost on !AskUSA@discuss.online

Weed.

Spread awareness, break all the little rules you can, scatter seeds of all kinds across town, refuse to recognize the dollar, point high powered laser pointers at private jets taking off, make up your own gender unique to you and dont respond to bigots who dont use it to refer to you, shit in the driveway of the CEO of your company (especially if you are the CEO), become ungovernable. The social contract is shattered, you owe nothing to them.

I refuse to have children in response to what I see with my own eyes. No thanks to my parents for making me exist.

I don't. We don't. Best we'll ever be able to do is keep the future generations in mind as the ship continues sinking. Remember overgrowth got us here and degrowth is possible--Hope must stay everpresent on the horizon of possibilities

I basically stopped participating. I work in a government position that is stable and pandemic-proof. I will never be able to buy a house so I don't even consider that. I live where I don't need a car. Basically, my needs are met and capitalism didn't work for me, ever.

Weed and trying to understand what I value and want in my life and how that can be made to happen outside of capitalist structures

I do what I can when I can. Hopelessness hinders the change I can make

I don't let them win over my soul. I'll never believe that capitalism is good. I'll never let them that money is more important than people. And if someday enough people believe the same as me that things start to change I'll be there to help make that change happen.

Lots of Minecraft

I feed and drug the dog, which reminds me to take my antidepressants and another pill which I have to take with food, and so I eat breakfast. I meme with my friends online. I compartmentalize the fuck out of life. I go to therapy. I give myself treats. I wrap the dog's pills in a hip-and-joint soft treat so he'll take them without me shoving them down his throat. I remind myself that I almost-own a condo, so I'm doing better that a lot of millennials.

Drugs, lots and lots of tender loving illigeal drugs

Pretty easily.

I live my life and care about the people around me. I ignore things I can’t affect.

The sky is not falling. The ground is right here and things are generally OK for most people.

i cry a lot and smoke a lot of weed lol

Try really hard to ignore all evidence against the afterlife.