Anonymous

Lucky people were brought up in rich families and can do everything they want. They can travel to Europe spur of the moment. They can buy luxurious bags and clothing. They can speak fluent English as long as they want. I would call this type of life apple life. By comparison, my life is more of a boring circle of ordinary things. There are limited things left for me to do. I’m on work replacement and live in a dormitory with 5 people crushed into a narrow room, to which Auschwitz Concentration Camp is incomparable. NYC is where dreams come true whereas my hometown is a third-class region producing both financially and mentally broke guys. I get along with mediocre people including myself every day. You are unaware of how blissful and fortunate you are to live in such a peaceful and safe place, some people might say. They, on the contrary, are ignorant of their suffering and low-quality daily life imo.