Well… tomorrow I'll finally become a Wizard and, after reading that post, I can only say that I couldn't agree more. After getting my degree I could not get any job, no matter how shitty it was, there was no space for me; at the beggining I thought it could be due to my lack of experience o even due to being too young, so I had hope that as the years passed the possibilities could be better, but it was the opposite, it all worsened.
As a socially-disabled person, getting a job was the only thing I had to do in order to get my family away from me (note: I hate to be around them), but as they witnessed each of my failures, I had no choose but stay with them because I cannot maintain myself. Now my parents have offered me getting involved in their bussiness, and this, more than an offer, is an obligation, even a punishment— they think I must reward them with their freedom because their bussiness is the same hell. Since one must deal with people, most of them rude farmers whose only way of solving any issue is getting angry and yelling at you until they get wat they want, there is no time for you to calm down and, as a consequence of this toxic atmosphere, one is in an eternal state of rage and stress… and with no possibilities of getting out of this life, surrounded by the people you hate and strangers that hate you for childish reasons as not giving them a plastic bag I have realized that… I have finally died.