watercoursegreen
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Honestly, you guys are a really smart bunch of people...
The title of my own thread surprises me now... My original purpose was simply to ask whether a nomadic life would result in being alone... but perhaps my subconscious was really asking whether I'd be alone in life, in general...
It's interesting... you guys are putting into words the 'war' that is going on in my head.
Some of my thoughts align with RoamerRV428: that perhaps the solution is to "get my butt out there and into real life".
My last serious relationship ended 6 years ago. Since then I think I have been on a kind of auto pilot - barely living my life. When I realized how long it had been, and how little I have done since then, it freaked me out. Half a decade of my life just sort of vanished with nothing really positive to show for it. I'm not old, but, at 29, I also don't feel young enough to excuse being stuck in this rut anymore.
Perhaps my life does feel meaningless at the moment - not in a depressed sort of way, but in a: "What the heck am I even doing with my time on this planet?!" sort of way.
If I can summon a moment of clarity, and just write my thoughts as they come to me I would say:
I am worried that I am squandering my life. Time is slipping away from me and I can't even remember where it went. 6 years feels like 6 days. I look back and I see nothing truly valuable or worthwhile. It scares me.
But looking forward scares me too. Perhaps I will rediscover what I'm passionate about. But can I survive on those passions alone? Could I truly be happy with no one to share them with?
And what if I do find someone? How can I prevent it from ending as it did before? I guess there is only one way to find out...
Had to google it to remember, but this quote came to mind: "To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering."
Taking Doubleone's advice (offering advice to someone in my situation), I think I would say this to myself:
'If you don't have any meaning in your life now, find some. Anchor yourself to it. What you choose should be independent of other people, because other people don't make good anchors. They can disappear, and you'd find yourself lost again.
If you find an anchor, companionship should follow. Yes, it really sucks that you have to be anchored before other people will care about you, but don't do it for them - do it for you.'
God I sure hope this counts as my mid-midlife crisis.
The title of my own thread surprises me now... My original purpose was simply to ask whether a nomadic life would result in being alone... but perhaps my subconscious was really asking whether I'd be alone in life, in general...
It's interesting... you guys are putting into words the 'war' that is going on in my head.
Some of my thoughts align with RoamerRV428: that perhaps the solution is to "get my butt out there and into real life".
My last serious relationship ended 6 years ago. Since then I think I have been on a kind of auto pilot - barely living my life. When I realized how long it had been, and how little I have done since then, it freaked me out. Half a decade of my life just sort of vanished with nothing really positive to show for it. I'm not old, but, at 29, I also don't feel young enough to excuse being stuck in this rut anymore.
Perhaps my life does feel meaningless at the moment - not in a depressed sort of way, but in a: "What the heck am I even doing with my time on this planet?!" sort of way.
If I can summon a moment of clarity, and just write my thoughts as they come to me I would say:
I am worried that I am squandering my life. Time is slipping away from me and I can't even remember where it went. 6 years feels like 6 days. I look back and I see nothing truly valuable or worthwhile. It scares me.
But looking forward scares me too. Perhaps I will rediscover what I'm passionate about. But can I survive on those passions alone? Could I truly be happy with no one to share them with?
And what if I do find someone? How can I prevent it from ending as it did before? I guess there is only one way to find out...
Had to google it to remember, but this quote came to mind: "To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering."
Taking Doubleone's advice (offering advice to someone in my situation), I think I would say this to myself:
'If you don't have any meaning in your life now, find some. Anchor yourself to it. What you choose should be independent of other people, because other people don't make good anchors. They can disappear, and you'd find yourself lost again.
If you find an anchor, companionship should follow. Yes, it really sucks that you have to be anchored before other people will care about you, but don't do it for them - do it for you.'
God I sure hope this counts as my mid-midlife crisis.