I Came for the Protest. Stayed for the Collapse of Late-Stage Capitalism

Gen X women are tired. We tried to have it all. Be it all. Fix it all. And now? We survived a lot, we still carry the angst, but we also carry the resilience. Sometimes I think, let the world burn, I’ll be dancing in the cereal aisle. Maybe the only rebellion left is joy. 6/6

It's all the same high school cliques - the bullies became MAGA, the nerds became technocrats - cafeteria table drama scaled up. Same social war, bigger consequences. 5/6

We prided ourselves on not selling out. We mocked the Boomers for giving up their revolutions. But now we’re watching billionaires play God and realizing some of us became what we swore we’d resist. 4/6

We were raised skeptical. Built for chaos. But our coping skill became detachment. Sarcasm. Avoidance. Now? The world’s on fire, and we would like to be ironic about it, but it feels too real. 3/6

Back in the 90s, concerts, mixtapes, and late-night talks mattered. They connected us. We built our worldview through music, art, and emotion. Now, that connection feels like a relic. We thought we grew up post-Cold War, but Russia didn’t need tanks, they sent propaganda. 2/6