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A college degree. A loving wife with two, maybe three kids. A suburban house with a white picket fence, with a dog that tried to dig underneath that fence, maybe because it’s more aware of the systematic monotony that’s going on. A minivan to take the two flawless children, first to soccer, then to dance. A meaningless job in a meaningless room wearing meaningless clothes making meaningless money paying for our children to live a meaningless life. And we wonder why we have a youth suicide problem.
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
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A college degree. A loving wife with two, maybe three kids. A suburban house with a white picket fence, with a dog that tried to dig underneath that fence, maybe because it’s more aware of the systematic monotony that’s going on. A minivan to take the two flawless children, first to soccer, then to dance. A meaningless job in a meaningless room wearing meaningless clothes making meaningless money paying for our children to live a meaningless life. And we wonder why we have a youth suicide problem.
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
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