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As for the quarterlife crisis, at each milestone birthday recently (30 and then 35), I have found myself reassessing my life and somewhat being mad at myself for not having accomplished much. But then I don't know that I am sure of how to go about getting more done. If I bring this up in public, I get poo-pooed (oh, you're a doctor, you have a beautiful house and a beautiful child and no debt, you've traveled the world, blah blah blah)...there's just this stupid idea in my head that by your mid-30s, more should have been done. More personal accomplishments.
I dunno. It's dumb.
Difference is I blame no one but myself.
Laugh at the notion of a quarter life crisis if you will, but, when those bombs go off because some guy couldn't handle it anymore, don't moan...
Where was the humor in Boston a week ago? I thought so....
Let me tell you something...I came up poor. Poorer than you'd believe. I wake up everyday and all I know is pain. Life hurts. Physically and otherwise. I tell myself to "suck it up"...in fact, it was the first thing I told myself this morning. You think the bombs were an isolated incident? This is real life, don't forget. Your problems with this generation just started...you better hope you stop us in the next 20 years or so, because we're not playing anymore. It's war. Just wait till we assume power...these are the minor league....we're playing in the reserves. Wait till we make it to the majors. Can you imagine? The whole world held hostage...
It's not a quarter life crisis, it's a life crisis. Screw it all, you know? I'm getting it by any means. ANY MEANS. Your job is to stop me.
We're the "greatest generation" for a reason. We want it, we die, and we kill, just for the honor of having it....