Quick story of how I see things. It's going to be multiple tweets, so bear with me.

I have privilege. I'm white. I'm male. I was born in one of the richest countries in the world.

My parents had privilege. Its a dynastic thing. They are Tories. This has caused much 1/

conflict with them. Still does.

I went to boarding school at 9. Nothing says "I love you" less than kicking a kid out of their home at 9.

It affected me deeply. I didn't realise it till many years later and therapy.

However, I never felt I fitted in. Ever. To the system. 2/

I took psychedlics. Mushrooms. Heroic doses, as Terence McKenna would describe them. I don't condone this.

But, it showed me a path.

I took that path but my family hated me for it. I cared for them. They are family after all.

I changed direction. I took the blue pill. 3/

I was succesful in the capitalist machine. But I still rebelled. Or so I thought. But then, the rebellion and the machine merged.

I got lost. I started to see life and money as a way of measuring success, as so many do and I lost touch with that humanist used to be. I still 4/

yearned to be out of that system but I was part of that system as well. It was an existential crisis.

It killed my mental health. I lost touch with the beautiful people that really care about me and tread the right path and live their life that way.

I thought that I was 5/