It seems like we are never truly free in life.

I barely remember being an infant/toddler. I only have a few distant memories. But when I first started understanding things was when I was going to elementary school.

I was in elementary school and dreamed of being free, only to go to high school.
I was in high school and dreamed of being free, only to go to college.
I am in my last moments of college and I dream every instant of being free…
But is it an impossible dream? When I am finally done with college, will I be able to live my dreams? Or will the next part of my life be just as stressful as the past 19 years?

It's like removing one ball-and-chain only to be given a bigger one to drag around.

The views I've had on life lately is that we have to pay to be alive. We have to spend money to eat and drink, both necessities. We have to spend money to call somewhere a home, as being 'homeless' is looked down upon. We have to spend money to be able to do something with our lives. We have to spend money to do anything or to have anything that will bring us temporary happiness.

Tell me something, anything, that is free in life.
Tell me something, anything, that offers permanent or long-lasting happiness.
Tell me something, anything, that is a good reason for going through this unending labor.

Tell me something, anything at all, that makes life worthwhile.*

* And please don't worry that I wrote this, it's not what you may think. I plan to continue living, I just don't get why it's so stressful.