Quarter Life Crisis

14. Nov, 2019

Nothing is cool enough. Things are not epic. My life feels repetitive.

And I feel like such a spoiled and ungrateful bastard for having these feelings.

But none the less this is how I feel right now.

It's like iwe been made aware that my life is not all that great and now I see mediocracy everywhere

My friends are not cool anymore. They are all super busy with their own lives. No time for joy.

I am not cool anymore. I don't invite people for cool stuff, and I don't seem to find any inspiring stuff to do anywhere.

My city is not cool anymore.

My country is not cool anymore.

Well even the entire world is not cool anymore.

Like how it feels repetitive and boring to visit all the so called wonderful cities of the world.

Nothing excites me.

Right now my life feels like it's slowly losing that youthful energy that apparently made everything seem overly interesting.

Cause no, my life only got more awesome, but it's like the energy around it faded.

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Am I having a quarter life crisis?

I am almost 29. My girlfriend is 31. I fear the next step of life that is just around the corner.

Getting established. Getting children. Losing your freedom. And from this day just gradually lose a tiny piece of energy for each morning.

One could say, just ignore it, just skip that traditional path.

I once believed you could do that.

But then you fight the times you are in. If everyone around me is changing at some point it's gonna be both internally and externally depressing to hold onto the past.

All I want to do, is find that passion and joy.

I sound dramatic right now. Life is not bad at all. It's just heavy and my perspective is toxic.

I want to change my perspective and get back my light headed joy.

Is that possible?

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Karsten Madsen

This is my public diary. My passion is to build cool novel things. My dream is to improve ethics in this world.

Go to my "about page" if you want to read a longer story :)

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