

Not sure if this is good advice. By joining the gamble, you’re (micro-)fueling the global suicide machine that’s causing all this stress. Someone has to earn the money you make from it, and it’s usually either by destruction, exploitation or scamming.
I try to break free from all the stuff by downsizing. Second hand clothes, Repair Café, holidays at youth hostels like 40 km from my home, meeting/making local friends and very important: Raising your kids to not be spoiled, entitled, materialistic cunts.
I call it the power of No, thank you. It’s so calming to lower you expectations, switch to a lower gear and find happiness in baking a cake with apples from the neighborhood, than another, big-ass TV and a crowded flight to Asia once a year.
Having young kids is brutal though. It gets better and you’ll look back at it with mixed feelings of relieve and melancholia.













I agree (and the downvote wasn’t me), this is coming from a privileged position. My thoughts on downsizing and No, thank you still apply though.