I turned 45 today. This is good. I was quite certain I’d never make it past 21 so, this is good.
I spent the first half of my life (if I’m terribly lucky), doing as I was taught to do; wanting as I was told to want; being as I was expected to be.
As I’ve aged, I’ve become very comfortable as I am. I made it halfway through: as a puppet; on “autopilot”, as what I felt I needed to be.
Yes, a midlife crisis is a real thing. A midlife crisis is when you look around and see your life: nice house and car, nice family and marriage. You look around and realize, “I have everything I’ve been told that I want….why am I not happy?”
A mid-life crisis is when you stop and listen to yourself and realize that maybe everything you thought you wanted is just the things you’ve been trained to want. Maybe a midlife crisis is what tells you, “your life is done soon. Make your time worth it.”
Or maybe that’s just me. But I’m 45 today. I never thought I’d live past 21. High five for you if you get that.
Life is good.