content: You know, I was thinking of making a post on voat the other day.  Basically saying, "my life feels purposeless, I was told I could be whatever I wanted and make a difference.  Go to the moon, be a surgeon, play pro sports... whatever I wanted.  Look where I am now, running the rat race and only getting further behind." I was able to think it out and found a few positives and some changes I should make.  Of course everything is always easier said than done.  I felt his struggle, all he felt he did was load bags.  Day in, day out, nothing changes.  The only feedback he's ever going to get is "stop rough handling baggage and you need to work faster."  He's never going to get a customer smile or a pat on the back.  He probably dreamed of being a pilot but the closest he got was video games and loading bags onto planes.    RIP Brother