Over It

I have an amazing family and life. But I’m absolutely tired of trying to keep up with the rat race and having little to no time for my own well being and passions. I’m not suicidal but every day I have to go in and help keep millionaires rich and barely scrape by while getting no support on my betterment while the expectation to flourish is always pressing down on me I die a little bit more. I feel like a ghost, hollow, empty shell of what I want to be. And I don’t see an end in sight. Is this why men die earlier than women?