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You’re having a midlife crisis. Life sucks, your teenage years were a free trial, but you’ve been playing the game and realized it’s a big old turd sandwich structured to get less fun as time passes.
We all realize it at some point, some people earlier than others. Ultimately, you realize you can either have kids and get a distraction from the recent revelation or, you can suck it up, not have kids and realize it might not going to get much better and try dealing with the debt.
Wait until you hit your 40’s and you start seeing weight gain, joint pains and hairloss. And if you’re really lucky… erectile issues. Some of us see our crisis in our teens, just be happy you were able to stay oblivious as long as you were.
That said, I’m still chugging along knowing all this and I’ve learned it’s far easier to act happy, than be happy. So act happy, hell you might end up believing it.
I'm gonna have to strongly disagree... I have all those health issues, and they keep getting worse, I can't remember the last time I had sex, I've got a massive shiny forehead where hair used to be, and so on. But actually, I am better off today than I was in my 30s and 40s and this is basically due to one reason: I've stopped putting pressure on myself on fulfilling the life that I thought I needed to have. I've spent so much time trying to do the "right thing“, especially as a father, but it turned out that all my worries and all the effort I've put into doing the right thing were unhealthy for me and life had its own plans anyway.
I realized that the world doesn't really care about what I do and that lead to the realization that I can do whatever the fuck I want. So now, the pressure is relieved and I'm trying to focus on things I enjoy doing instead of chasing some life plan. I still have depressive phases, but not caring so much about things that I deemed super important a few years ago has made things much easier. Also I found that people have no power over you if you let them know you don't care. You don't need to pretend to be happy to anyone. You can choose just not to play their game of toxic positivity and enjoy being your own grumpy old self. I definitely do.