Anne Helen Petersen - Cant Even: How Millennials Became the Burnout Generation

Copyright 2020 by Anne Helen Petersen

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Names: Petersen, Anne Helen, author.

Title: Cant even : how millennials became the burnout generation / Anne Helen Petersen.

Description: Boston : Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 2020. | Includes bibliographical references and index.

Identifiers: LCCN 2020022439 (print) | LCCN 2020022440 (ebook) | ISBN 9780358315070 (hardcover) | ISBN 9780358561842 (trade paperback) | ISBN 9780358316596 (ebook)

Subjects: LCSH: Burn out (Psychology) | Mental fatigue. | Generation Y.

Classification: LCC BF 481 . P 49 2020 (print) | LCC BF 481 (ebook) | DDC 305.2420973dc23

LC record available at https://lccn.loc.gov/2020022439

LC ebook record available at https://lccn.loc.gov/2020022440

Cover design by Ben Denzer

Author photograph Eric Matt

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Millennials dont stand a chance. Thats how Annie Lowrey titled her piece, several weeks into widespread quarantine amidst the spread of COVID-19, detailing the myriad ways the millennial generation is indeed screwed. The Millennials entered the workforce during the worst downturn since the Great Depression, she writes. Saddled with debt, unable to accumulate wealth, and stuck in low-benefit, dead-end jobs, they never gained the financial security that their parents, grandparents, or even older siblings enjoyed. And now, right when we should be reaching our peak earning years, were faced with an economic cataclysm more severe than the Great Recession, near guaranteeing that they will be the first generation in modern American history to end up poorer than their parents.

For many millennials, articles like Lowreys feel less like a revelation than a confirmation: Yes, were screwed, but weve known were screwed for years. Even as the stock market rose and official unemployment numbers fell in the supposedly halcyon economy of the late 2010s, very few of us felt anything close to secure. In truth, we were just waiting for the other shoe to drop, for the bottom to fall out, for whatever metaphor you want to choose to describe the feeling of just barely arriving at something like financial or job security, while also feeling certain that it could and would all disappear. It wouldnt matter how hard you worked or for how long, how much you devoted yourself to your job, how much you cared. Youd find yourself back in that lonely, panicky place, wondering all over again how the road map set out for youpromising that if you do this, and youll arrive at thiscouldve proven so very wrong.

But again: Few millennials are surprised. We dont expect jobs, or the companies that provide them, to last. So many of us live under storms of debt threatening to swallow us up at any moment. Were exhausted by the labor of trying to maintain some sort of equilibrium: for our kids, in our relationships, in our financial lives. Weve been conditioned to precarity.

For millions of people and communities in the United States and across the world, precarity has been a way of life for decades. To live in poverty, or to live as a refugee, is to be conditioned to it. The difference, then, is that this was not the narrative that millennialsparticularly white, middle-class millennialswere sold about themselves. Like the generations before us, we were raised on a diet of meritocracy and exceptionalism: that each of us was overflowing with potential and all we needed to activate it was hard work and dedication. If we worked hard, no matter our current station in life, we would find stability.

Long before the spread of COVID-19, millennials had begun to come to terms with just how hollow, how deeply and depressingly fantastical, that story really was. We understood that people keep telling it, to their kids and their peers, in New York Times editorials and in how-to books, because to stop would be tantamount to admitting that its not just the American Dream thats broken; its America. That the refrains we return tothat were a land of opportunity, that were a benevolent world superpowerare false. Thats a deeply discombobulating realization, but its one that people who havent navigated our world with the privileges of whiteness, middle-class-ness, or citizenship have understood for some time. Some people are just now realizing the extent of the brokenness. Others have understood it, and mourned it, their entire lives.

Writing this from the middle of the pandemic, its become apparent that COVID-19 is the great clarifier. It clarifies what and who in your life matters, what things are needs and what are wants, who is thinking of others and who is thinking only of themselves. It has clarified that the workers dubbed essential are, in truth, treated as expendable, and it has made decades of systemic racismand resultant vulnerability to the diseaseindelible. It has highlighted the ineptitude of our current federal leadership, the dangers of long-term, cultivated mistrust of science, and the ramifications of allowing the production of medical equipment to be run like a business where profits matter above all else. Our medical system is broken. Our relief program is broken. Our testing capability is broken. America is broken, and we, too, along with it.

When COVID-19 first began its spread in China, I was finishing the final edits to this book. When cities began shutting down, my editor and I began wondering how we could address the seismic emotional and economic and physical changes that have accompanied the spread of the disease. But I didnt want to wedge commentary into each chapter, pretending each section had been written with these new shifts just slightly out of mind. That would be harder, but it would also feel weirder, falser.

Instead, I want to invite readers to think of every argument in this book, every anecdote, every hope for change, as amplified and emboldened. Work was shitty and precarious before; now its more shitty and precarious. Parenting felt exhausting and impossible; now its more exhausting and impossible. Same for the feeling that work never ends, that the news cycle suffocates our inner lives, and that were too tired to access anything resembling true leisure or rest. The fallout of the next few years wont change millennials relationship to burnout and the precarity that fuels it. If anything, it will become even more ingrained in our generational identity.

But it doesnt have to be this way. Thats the refrain of this book, and that, too, remains true. Maybe all we need to act on that feeling is an irrefutable pivot point: an opportunity not just for reflection, but to build a different design, a different way of life, from the rubble and clarity brought forth by this pandemic. Im not talking about utopia, per se. Im talking about a different way of thinking about work, and personal value, and profit incentivesand the radical idea that each of us matter, and are actually essential and worthy of care and protection. Not because of our capacity to work, but simply because we are. If you think thats too radical of an idea, I dont know how to make you care about other people.

Its true, as Lowrey puts it, that millennials dont stand a chance. At least not in this current system. But the same dire prediction holds true for large swaths of Gen X and boomers, and will only get worse for Gen Z. The overarching clarity offered by this pandemic is that its not any single generation thats broken, or fucked, or failed. Its the system itself.