Over the past few years, the amount of “millennial hate” that has been strewn across the internet has pissed me off.
I begrudge the fact that I even fall into the “millennial” category, but, being born in 1986, I fall into the age bracket of all of the varying definitions of the group.
Apparently, I am the reason that the napkin industry is in trouble. We (almost) killed the wine cork. Fabric softener. The McWrap. And countless other things. We have murdered them in cold, entitled blood, beating them with our participation trophies.
I’m not going to turn this into a think-piece about why hating millennials is unfair and the judgment slung at so many of us is unwarranted. All that has been done before, with stats and such up the wazoo to prove that we actually just have a really rough go of things and so many of us are over-educated and under-employed, drowning in college debt.
But I am going to tell you about my own experience, and how unbelievably difficult it is to get out of that debt pit once you fall down it.
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