I'm white and can pass as a straight man if I try hard enough.

White, male privilege.

I'm engaged to my best friend, my future in laws are cool as hell, both my parents are alive and well, and my brothers and I get along really well. I've also got the cutest little nephew and hearing him laugh always makes my day. I might not make a ton of money, but I've got a damn good family and couldn't be more thankful for them

I have excellent time sense. I could set a 15min timer on the kitchen microwave, then go into another room. Often I'll get up and walk into the kitchen just as the timer beeps. Useful, but hard to monetise. Oh, and white privilege.

My hair turns copper-gold in the summertime when I'm out in the sun for a few days in a row.

Eventually I get to die and my suffering will end.

I never felt the need to compare myself to others. aka, I'm competing with no one but myself.

I consider that a huge advantage, but who knows maybe I'm wrong.

White, male privilege and loving parents that supported me in all ways when needed. Seriously, life has been almost on peaceful mode, definitely easy mode.

lmao:

Things I didn't choose or earn? Taller than the average woman in my country. Both parents were smart as hell, university professors. Dad who thought women had every right and ability to do any job they wanted, we weren't raised differently based on sex.

i live on one of the richest, most developed countries in the world with a good social system and universal healthcare and retirement.

College educated parents. Education and early career is so much easier to navigate with parents who know the ropes and have a network.

I have thick thighs and a good understanding of Linux :3

I have relatively high intelligence, have a job that allows me to work at my own pace and combine it with study and other activities, I have good friends and a supportive, caring, active and housewifely partner, my mother is alive and well.

Generally, a good set for a fulfilling life :)

I'm easily satisfied with life. I have a pretty good job and make pretty good money, good friends, and I have a beautiful wife, and that's all I need. I'm not the ambitious type who needs to keep making more and more money. I don't need the fanciest car or designer clothes. I don't want to be famous, and I don't have anything to prove to strangers. That makes it much easier to be happy, I think.

I'm seriously lucky, to the point it has been a running joke among my friend group!

It doesn't manifest itself as "everytime I gamble, I win", but more subtly. Finding dollar bills on the ground, having unexpected discounts, getting a dream job, ...

I'm immune to FOMO and feeling the need to be part of the 'in' crowd.

I was one of the first groups of people to adopt the internet as a user, so I and so many others around with me, all saw the Internet become what it became today. And I'm not impressed a single bit with what's become of it. But we can tell you how long some of the bullshit has gone on for.

20-something English-speaking cis hetero white American male, stable supportive family I keep strong ties with, four-year university STEM degree, gainfully employed at a low-stress job full of people I like that affords a comfortable, reasonably above modest lifestyle, no outstanding debts, no severe health issues or crippling disibilities.

I've certainly won more than my fair share of cosmic lotteries, all things considered.

Only thing I guess I'm missing is a partner, which is entirely due to my own lack of effort. So far sailing solo hasn't bothered me any. But I do occasionally daydream about what I might be missing out on...

I don't feel any part of me that itches to make posts like this on the internet, and I appreciate that advantage.

My design is very human.

hopeless optimist

White man, slightly balanced out by neurodivergence and coming from generational poverty. Outside of that I have a very patient and supportive wife that I'm eternally grateful for. She's the best

My dad died back in 2016 when I was 25 so I got an early inheritance to invest at a good time.

I still have one working hand, and I can walk.

I seem to be pretty good at English, which is definitely a leg up on billions of people.

I’m actively protected, respected, and cared for by my insular community.

I’m skilled with a microphone and can make whole audiences cackle.

These advantages are enough that I needed to be nerfed in some incredibly heinous ways, and yet I still have such an advantage that I’m usually first- or second-ban in the draft.

My dad was a union electrician. His medical benefits literally saved my life. You've probably heard how expensive it is to treat type 1 diabetes, well most everything I needed was covered by his benefits, and I did have to deal with a copay at the beginning of the year, but I didn't have anything denied.

When I was in grade school we had a self-directed math program called Individually Prescribed Instruction or IPI. In the program you would take a pre-test and based on the results do a set of exercises. Then you took a post-test to close out that section. What I realized is that since the exercises are self directed we had unsupervised access to the exercises and the solutions. When given the pre-tests I would look up examples in the exercises with the solutions to figure out how to do the questions. I then proceeded to speed run the whole IPI curriculum. This gave me a leg up in math. I proceeded to get a 100% on my Algebra regents and just generally crush it in math. Ended up getting a uni degree in math and physics. This opened many doors for me later in life.

I'm a white man living in the UK that's about as close to life on easy mode as you can get. I learned quite young to not care about what other people thought of me which has been very useful.