Retirement is the reward for surviving a system you never questioned.

The rat race is a cycle where people work endlessly, chasing money, status, and success in a system that constantly raises the bar. It convinces us that if we just work a little harder, stay a little longer, or outdo the person next to us, we'll finally arrive—at wealth,

The rat race is modern slavery with a nicer office. You wake up with an alarm you hate, rush through a morning you barely remember, and spend your best hours working to make someone else richer. You convince yourself it's temporary—that all the stress, pressure, and 60-hour

There’s no such thing as job security — just delayed unemployment.

The rat race isn’t just about money—it’s about distraction. We trade our time for titles, our peace for performance, our dreams for deadlines. We call it ‘the grind’ and wear it like a badge, forgetting that even a hamster wheel feels like progress when you’re running fast

Corporate told you to follow your dreams. Then scheduled meetings during them.

Some of y’all are surviving on PTO and iced coffee. Respectfully: you need to escape.

The rat race isn’t about winning — it’s about keeping you running. They told us if we worked hard and followed the rules, we’d find freedom. But all we found was busier schedules, higher expectations, and less time for ourselves. Every promotion just becomes a new form of

You’re loyal to a company that would replace you by lunch.

We don’t want to “quiet quit.” We want to loudly live.

Your boss says “we’re a team” — but only you get emails at 10PM.

If your dream is to retire early, it means you never wanted the job in the first place. Let that sink in

We didn’t choose the rat race. We inherited it. From parents who thought security was the same as happiness. From schools that taught compliance, not curiosity. From cultures that measured worth in productivity. So we ran — chasing degrees, promotions, praise. Told ourselves we

One day, it hits you. You look around and realize you don’t know why you’re running anymore. The deadlines, the meetings, the status games — none of it feels like you. You start asking strange, dangerous questions: What do I actually want? What if I stopped? What if this whole

Most people are too tired to question why they’re tired.

love when billionaires tell me money doesn’t matter. can you Venmo me then

imagine clocking in for a 9 to 5 during the apocalypse

employee of the month just means you suffered the prettiest

promoted to a new title with the same suffering

i used to dream of being an astronaut. now I dream of calling in sick