The capitalist world is full of stories like this and casualties like this.
A less dramatic version of this happened to me and I haven't recovered. I don't know if I will or if I even want to and deep down I still can't kill the part of me that considers it a moral failing on my part that I'm not participating anymore.
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This leaves me in a strange state where I don't know if I can become a "moral person" again.
(I know, I'm just using the language to be accurate to my experience)
I'm not consciously aware of this per se, but I am consciously aware of the subconscious process and I can guess at some of its implications. They are NOT GOOD. It is really fucking bad that I feel this backed into a corner and feel like perhaps on a level I can't even articulate, that I feel less than human and only beholden to human morality to the extent that I care to remain deluded about my value.
Its honestly kinda scary.
I think you're pretty cool