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Privileged Guilt: The guilt that one has as a direct result of their privileged lifestyle.
Synonym: Survivors Guilt
This term I came up with to describe my perpetual feeling.
It is similar to survivors guilt, because I and every other human being on Earth is just trying to survive. We are in this together. I succeed, with great comfort I might add. Food, water, shelter... I'm an American! Even if I gots to hustle to get those things, I'm not being continually bombed, starved, and the like. That is contrary to many, and I mean many, of my fellow human beings on Earth. I'll be sitting on my recliner, eating delicious take out, while watching the news about how the Palestinians are starving and being bombed.
I have guilt. How could I not? If I did not, then that would be a cause for concern. I am guilty of being privileged. I was born into it, but that is no excuse.
Oh, how part of me wishes I could suffer with my fellow humans. To bear some of their weight, to alleviate some of their pain.
I take solace in the fact that one day, America too will burn and suffering will be wrought upon her head. Then it will be my turn to suffer. Perhaps I will live to see the day, I fear it is close.
Synonym: Survivors Guilt
This term I came up with to describe my perpetual feeling.
It is similar to survivors guilt, because I and every other human being on Earth is just trying to survive. We are in this together. I succeed, with great comfort I might add. Food, water, shelter... I'm an American! Even if I gots to hustle to get those things, I'm not being continually bombed, starved, and the like. That is contrary to many, and I mean many, of my fellow human beings on Earth. I'll be sitting on my recliner, eating delicious take out, while watching the news about how the Palestinians are starving and being bombed.
I have guilt. How could I not? If I did not, then that would be a cause for concern. I am guilty of being privileged. I was born into it, but that is no excuse.
Oh, how part of me wishes I could suffer with my fellow humans. To bear some of their weight, to alleviate some of their pain.
I take solace in the fact that one day, America too will burn and suffering will be wrought upon her head. Then it will be my turn to suffer. Perhaps I will live to see the day, I fear it is close.