justaroundthecorner
Senior Don Juan
- Joined
- Aug 22, 2024
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Do you feel like you are not really the person you were before having children or several years ago? I feel like that for sure, I also feel quite detached from my own needs or feelings as my baby girl is almost 1 year old.
Not sure if it is only about feeling tired of taking care of job, child after job and trying to kickstart my business activity past my standard working hours or is it also connected with mid-life crisis - I have noticed that I lost most of my interest into my old hobbies and I often think about future of my family, my wife, mine and my daughter. I feel that my desires are of secondary importance now but I do not really care that much - I am recently thinking a lot about that I'm probably past 50% of my life on this planet (if not 80% or 99,9%) and I try to manage my family interest accordingly (I have already gathered some sum for my daughter to secure her needs in the future and I am putting some money on separate account for her each month even if I have other financial needs I need to take care of) I am also planning to spend even more time in job to make everyday count.
I do not regret anything as it lead me to the path and person I am today and I am content with it, however I sometimes wonder if I will ever reach a peace of mind - I feel that everything I do is not enough and even if reach some milestone (good position in a company I work in - checked, good salary - checked, cool, pretty wife - checked, beatiful baby girl - checked, family pet - checked, more than 1 real estate - checked, standard poster family image - checked) yet I feel sad that life is so short, that we need to let some things go in order to pursue the other - I am rarely feeling happy person even if when compared to some individuals I do well, but I still feel like a loser because I am not rich at this age, because I will not experience things I wanted to experience when I was 20-something guy, because even if I look young, I feel incredibly old inside - I have this "been there, done that, I know what he/she will do next" mentality all the time and the worst thing is I am usually right about my predictions about situations or people which increases my anxiety about life that human life stopped being mystery to me. Simultaneously great mysteries I wonder about from time to time - who created us, are we alone in this world, great chances like space exploration, whether there's any life after death - I will not obtain answers or experience these during my lifetime. I am too old to experience tech evolution that will considerably prolong my life and quality of it on this planet (augmentations are not really here and won't reach us in the next 20 years).
I also do not think I want to be an old man, I still look young but for how long? How long before I will in worse physical condition? This idea terrifies me - I had 68 year old colleague I smoked cigarettes with from time to time when I met him in the neighbourhood, talked about politics, family matters, hobbies. Guy died few months ago. He was not my best friend, not even a close acquaintance but seeing how insignificant his death was to any person on this planet (including - to some extent - his wife and children and grandchildren) I have started to doubt my purpose in life, which increased my overall anxiety. It's like mix of stress, low amount of sleep and midlife crisis (?) that kick me out of my orbit further and further from my old self-identity - I feel detached, like I was endlessly freefalling or flying in vast dark space forever. Yet I do not feel doubt, I do not feel lonely, I just stopped giving a fck about some of my old dreams, they are gone now. I have chosen my game and I need to play it until the end. There's no retreat and there's no point to run or hide from it as the consequences will be more painful than going further - but is it all there is here for us in this reality? Eat, sleep, work, reproduce, eventually die and decay. I feel in spite of anything I have achieved or may still achieve, that I do not really matter. That my worth is purely subjective to several persons in this world and aside of that, I am just a meatbag - whether I will get hit by a bus or crash my car and die or not - I am just a statistic and I can be described as a person belonging to some group of equally uninteresting persons if one will read only dry facts about me.
Perhaps trying to leave something for others (like a community, doing some pro bono job, giving money each month to animal shelters, nursing home or orphanage) will heal my soul? Do you often feel similar? How to get back this feeling that your own life is at least somewhat meaningful? That you are not another slowly-dying consumer of this world?
Not sure if it is only about feeling tired of taking care of job, child after job and trying to kickstart my business activity past my standard working hours or is it also connected with mid-life crisis - I have noticed that I lost most of my interest into my old hobbies and I often think about future of my family, my wife, mine and my daughter. I feel that my desires are of secondary importance now but I do not really care that much - I am recently thinking a lot about that I'm probably past 50% of my life on this planet (if not 80% or 99,9%) and I try to manage my family interest accordingly (I have already gathered some sum for my daughter to secure her needs in the future and I am putting some money on separate account for her each month even if I have other financial needs I need to take care of) I am also planning to spend even more time in job to make everyday count.
I do not regret anything as it lead me to the path and person I am today and I am content with it, however I sometimes wonder if I will ever reach a peace of mind - I feel that everything I do is not enough and even if reach some milestone (good position in a company I work in - checked, good salary - checked, cool, pretty wife - checked, beatiful baby girl - checked, family pet - checked, more than 1 real estate - checked, standard poster family image - checked) yet I feel sad that life is so short, that we need to let some things go in order to pursue the other - I am rarely feeling happy person even if when compared to some individuals I do well, but I still feel like a loser because I am not rich at this age, because I will not experience things I wanted to experience when I was 20-something guy, because even if I look young, I feel incredibly old inside - I have this "been there, done that, I know what he/she will do next" mentality all the time and the worst thing is I am usually right about my predictions about situations or people which increases my anxiety about life that human life stopped being mystery to me. Simultaneously great mysteries I wonder about from time to time - who created us, are we alone in this world, great chances like space exploration, whether there's any life after death - I will not obtain answers or experience these during my lifetime. I am too old to experience tech evolution that will considerably prolong my life and quality of it on this planet (augmentations are not really here and won't reach us in the next 20 years).
I also do not think I want to be an old man, I still look young but for how long? How long before I will in worse physical condition? This idea terrifies me - I had 68 year old colleague I smoked cigarettes with from time to time when I met him in the neighbourhood, talked about politics, family matters, hobbies. Guy died few months ago. He was not my best friend, not even a close acquaintance but seeing how insignificant his death was to any person on this planet (including - to some extent - his wife and children and grandchildren) I have started to doubt my purpose in life, which increased my overall anxiety. It's like mix of stress, low amount of sleep and midlife crisis (?) that kick me out of my orbit further and further from my old self-identity - I feel detached, like I was endlessly freefalling or flying in vast dark space forever. Yet I do not feel doubt, I do not feel lonely, I just stopped giving a fck about some of my old dreams, they are gone now. I have chosen my game and I need to play it until the end. There's no retreat and there's no point to run or hide from it as the consequences will be more painful than going further - but is it all there is here for us in this reality? Eat, sleep, work, reproduce, eventually die and decay. I feel in spite of anything I have achieved or may still achieve, that I do not really matter. That my worth is purely subjective to several persons in this world and aside of that, I am just a meatbag - whether I will get hit by a bus or crash my car and die or not - I am just a statistic and I can be described as a person belonging to some group of equally uninteresting persons if one will read only dry facts about me.
Perhaps trying to leave something for others (like a community, doing some pro bono job, giving money each month to animal shelters, nursing home or orphanage) will heal my soul? Do you often feel similar? How to get back this feeling that your own life is at least somewhat meaningful? That you are not another slowly-dying consumer of this world?
