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Originally Posted by Ragequit99
I'm 35 now and in a good place but when I was late 20s early 30s times were hard.
I won't put my life story here but I will PM you later today.
Keep your chin up and keep fighting dude. There'll be a better day soon.
I look forward to it
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Originally Posted by LordRiverRat
Yep I hear you man. 25 now and know exactly what you mean. As someone who's made a wrong turn in life that resulted in 5 years down the toilet it's definitely hard living with that. Especially since I've reached the point where I'm starting to age. Every day that passes I get worse vision, become marginally uglier and have less endurance/energy than the day before. Aging is an extremely cruel curse that I'm trying to learn to accept. I have no idea how guys who are middle-aged/old deal with it. I'm back in school now surrounded by 18 year olds in class and I'd be lying if I said their youth doesn't make me jelly.
I'm just glad I said fvck you to my corporate job when I was 23 instead of slaving the best years of my life away for money I don't need.
I see a lot of 16-24 year old kids who spend most of their day working hard at a below entry level jobs. Instead of living up life, living in the moment, they are investing/wasting the best years of their life in hopes to become something great. And that’s all most of them will ever get, simply
hope that will turn into nothing more, and a $250 paycheck at the end of each week. By ages 24-30, that wild flame of hope that flickered in their prior years has now thinned out into the partial acceptance of a smoldering pit.
I follow along with every word you say. I’ve always seen that spite that older women have when they see a pretty young girl pass by. Now we understand that men have that spite too, we just hide it better. For men it’s not necessarily about the youthful beauty of our younger counterparts that we find threatening, it’s our inherent desire to hold virility and power. We try and offset this feeling of becoming diminished by substituting our diminishing natural virility with virtual virility, a.k.a money. With money, even in old age with our subpar bones structures and decreasing muscle mass, we can once again move mountains, build houses, provide, protect.
I think middle aged people deal with it with their natural defense mechanisms and rationalizations, whether denial or deflection etc. Or outright midlife crisis, that leads into a state of ‘acceptance.’ There’s a quote floating out there, I honestly don’t know by who, but it goes like this: “The less fu**s you give, the happier you’ll be.” I believe that to be absolutely true, but it just might come at the price of your emotions and humanity.