This is so depressing but also like therapy for me. I live in Africa and Marie’s life is basically the norm where I come from. In fact it’s celebrated and we’re a poor third world country so we don’t have good schools with dorms that are affordable. Thus, I have no way to escape. And being from a poor third world country everything that’s achievable and easy in first world countries like South Korea is like an impossible once in a lunar eclipse miracle. Opportunities and rewards are dictated by chance and nepotism not merit or anything that a poor Zambian girl can do. And I’m really depressed and have been battling depression and generational anxiety for years now and I’ve really been feeling like offing myself on new year’s because I’m so terrified that next year will be just as miserable and inescapable as this one and everything I’ve ever wanted will just be another thing I’ll experience through the screen on my hand-me-down phone (which I got from my cousin by some miracle). Because I would genuinely rather die than spend another year in this God forsaken h*l with no prospects of getting out. Because being from a thorn world country means working hard your whole life for the opportunity to work just as hard as everyone else, and I’m spiralling at this point…. Bye.