Here’s the thing. This isn’t a generational thing. People of all ages, at all points in time were unhappy. The difference is, I’m in my 40s, and I don’t sit there and tell everyone who asks if I’m unhappy.
“Hey, how are you?”
“Good.”
And then everyone moves on with their life. Doesn’t mean I’m doing good. I just know that nobody gives a shit that I’m not doing ok, and never have been doing good mentally.
Whereas younger people haven’t figured out yet that all their friends will eventually betray them, all their love interests will eventually leave them, happyness is a myth, and that we all die depressed and alone. So younger people are more vocal, thinking it’s going to change something.