I’m living the American dream and it feels so empty

Both me and my wife are professionals and we are both educated, every other day I think about the freedom my parents gave up for strip malls and suburbs. The only person who is happy is my mother because she gets to “stunt” on the other woman in the neighborhood. Idk if it’s Eurocentrism, colonial mindset of older generations, but sometimes I think my parents generation and to some extent Africans as a whole are sold a lie.

I barely have Somali identity and I struggle to speak Somali, even though I was born in Mogadishu. I grew up thinking “if somalia was worth it, I wouldn’t be in America” and now I’m both resentful and longing of the culture I erased from myself and most likely will never get to experience.

I’m not going to lie, my life is not bad, to some extent it’s better then being hungry, but the hunger you feel is not in your stomach.
 
Both me and my wife are professionals and we are both educated, every other day I think about the freedom my parents gave up for strip malls and suburbs. The only person who is happy is my mother because she gets to “stunt” on the other woman in the neighborhood. Idk if it’s Eurocentrism, colonial mindset of older generations, but sometimes I think my parents generation and to some extent Africans as a whole are sold a lie.

I barely have Somali identity and I struggle to speak Somali, even though I was born in Mogadishu. I grew up thinking “if somalia was worth it, I wouldn’t be in America” and now I’m both resentful and longing of the culture I erased from myself and most likely will never get to experience.

I’m not going to lie, my life is not bad, to some extent it’s better then being hungry, but the hunger you feel is not in your stomach.
Just go back with family and visit/spend time in somalia
 

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Both me and my wife are professionals and we are both educated, every other day I think about the freedom my parents gave up for strip malls and suburbs. The only person who is happy is my mother because she gets to “stunt” on the other woman in the neighborhood. Idk if it’s Eurocentrism, colonial mindset of older generations, but sometimes I think my parents generation and to some extent Africans as a whole are sold a lie.

I barely have Somali identity and I struggle to speak Somali, even though I was born in Mogadishu. I grew up thinking “if somalia was worth it, I wouldn’t be in America” and now I’m both resentful and longing of the culture I erased from myself and most likely will never get to experience.

I’m not going to lie, my life is not bad, to some extent it’s better then being hungry, but the hunger you feel is not in your stomach.


u should focus on your weight rather than enter philosophical interests of life. :(
 

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Both me and my wife are professionals and we are both educated, every other day I think about the freedom my parents gave up for strip malls and suburbs. The only person who is happy is my mother because she gets to “stunt” on the other woman in the neighborhood. Idk if it’s Eurocentrism, colonial mindset of older generations, but sometimes I think my parents generation and to some extent Africans as a whole are sold a lie.

I barely have Somali identity and I struggle to speak Somali, even though I was born in Mogadishu. I grew up thinking “if somalia was worth it, I wouldn’t be in America” and now I’m both resentful and longing of the culture I erased from myself and most likely will never get to experience.

I’m not going to lie, my life is not bad, to some extent it’s better then being hungry, but the hunger you feel is not in your stomach.
Don't worry, it's natural to feel this way. It would be strange if you didn't feel this way.
You are disconnected from your culture.
You are only a cog in a hypercapitalist machine.


I would advise you to reconnect with nature by jogging every day, learning Somali and the culture on the side, picking up some hobbies, and focusing on things other than work.Get intouch with the deen.
 
Both me and my wife are professionals and we are both educated, every other day I think about the freedom my parents gave up for strip malls and suburbs. The only person who is happy is my mother because she gets to “stunt” on the other woman in the neighborhood. Idk if it’s Eurocentrism, colonial mindset of older generations, but sometimes I think my parents generation and to some extent Africans as a whole are sold a lie.

I barely have Somali identity and I struggle to speak Somali, even though I was born in Mogadishu. I grew up thinking “if somalia was worth it, I wouldn’t be in America” and now I’m both resentful and longing of the culture I erased from myself and most likely will never get to experience.

I’m not going to lie, my life is not bad, to some extent it’s better then being hungry, but the hunger you feel is not in your stomach.

That’s exactly how I feel! Both my wife and I grew up in the west now raising our kids barely any contact with our culture or people. I worry because if I’m lost imagine my kids. I’m thinking of drastic thing like move to Kenya so they can grow up somali and have less of crises later on in life.
 

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