The Breakdown
Yesterday I had a breakdown.
It may have been due to the fact that I was under the effect of food poisoning (a terrible experience, which I could not easily describe into words—I was puking and in pain for twelve hours).
Nevertheless, on top of the pain I was experiencing, at that fragile moment, I also had my first breakdown about the imminent collapse.1
People have no idea of what is coming. It’s gonna be so terrible.
Even those of us who predict the collapse are going to be affected a lot more than we think.
I thought I had accepted the imminent collapse, at least as far as its emotional effects are concerned. Indeed, since July 2023 that I realised it—except for the first two months that it did make me feel somewhat sad—it never actually affected me too much. My general high life satisfaction perhaps prevented me from it. My non-acceptance was only about wasting time in finding ways to prevent it.
But yesterday, it hit me. A real breakdown. The collapse is going to be so huge that people have no idea of what is coming—none of us.
Uff! Indeed, as one philosopher once put it, only a god could save us. But god…
Written on June 22, 2025
“The collapse I am talking about will not only be the effects of climate change, wars, inequality, etc. — these are already happening and will get worse in the near future. The collapse that I see, for lack of a better word, will be an entire zombification of life. In fifteen to twenty years from now, people will be much more afraid, weak, confused, aggressive, narcissistic, self-absorbed, addicted, unstable, asexual and politically passive than they are today, and this will have various detrimental consequences.”
— The Imminent Collapse (2024)