How the fuck am I meant to stay calm during this, huh?
The horrid existential dread from this whole thing pins me down.
I can't deal with it, frankly.
Why the fuck am I working and earning money like it's gonna mean shit all in a decade or 2.
I should be moving to the coldest place it's financially possible for me to do so and start doomsday prepping.
Probably not even feasible. How you gonna buy a lifetime of food and not have it expire? How you gonna afford it?
And how will I protect it from bandits?
I really don't wanna die.
Edit: Thread titled needs to be sang to the tune of "It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas"
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