The pandemic has caused many casualties – in the figurative and the literal sense. Here I’m speaking to the economic sense. Many persons have lost jobs and livelihoods. Some businesses are at the brink, while others have gone over altogether. Some are barely surviving.
Then there are those who have prospered and thrived during this time.
I’m one of the lucky few who have continued to enjoy gainful employment with my entire salary in place. I mean, I should feel lucky, but I don’t. I feel guilty.
While some are suffering, things have not changed that much for me. On top of all that, I don’t feel happy in my position. Instead, I continue to dislike my job and want for something different.
First world problems in a third world country.
It’s not that I’m ungrateful, but more so that I feel like I should be doing more. I’m lucky to have a job, but that just doesn’t cut it for me if it feels meaningless. How exactly am I contributing to making the world a better place?
The pandemic has shown the great disparity in the classes and the inequality that exists. And I don’t feel as though this has raised enough questions about the economic models that we follow and whether it’s due for a change.
It’s certainly caused me to question many things.