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on 12-20-2018 at 7:54am
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|Tried breathing while I was putting on my shoes last night, and now my back is sore #sothisis32 CHEERS!
Maybe it's morbid to talk about, but at one point, my plan was to be dead by 30. I don't know, it was a nice round number that seemed so unimaginably OLD when I picked it. The concept of "live fast; die young" was quite romantic at the time. I am very grateful that the universe has something better in mind for me, and that I'm able to share my bonus time with you fine folks. It's all gravy from here on out! or icing on the cake...
Okay, those two metaphors sound gross when you mix them. But you get what I'm saying ;)
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wow yeah you crossposted the shit outta this!
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Re: , 12-31-18 12:14pm
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Most of my male friends growing up figured that they'd be dead by thirty.
I had a good laugh at it back in the day just because it was always a man saying it.
I guess as a young man the idea of living fast and dying young is a romantic one because looking past your thirties is scary. Growing old is scary. Being a full fledged adult is scary. Growing old to die is scary.
Fuck, lets be real, everything is God damn scary.
Many women that I have encountered over the years have had somewhat of a different take on the matter. Mostly as children/youth we spent time planning our futures out in some way (girls get wedding day barbie, guys get wwe and GI Joes to play with).
I was never one of those girls really.
Yes I had bride Barbie. No I did not map out marriage and kids for my future.I too had a hard time seeing past thirty.
I still do and I'm almost 32.
Fear is a motivating motha.
Glad you're doing well!
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Re: , 01-04-19 11:59am
I never really considered the male/female angle of it, but now that you say that, most people I've talked to who shared the dead by 30 mentality were dudes. It is pretty embedded in human culture, if you think about it. Even in the tribal realm, the men going off to kill and be killed (be it hunting or warfare) and the women remaining behind to protect and preserve and nurture the herd. Pretty traditional.
But hey, none of us can see the future, and the fact remains we're all going to be dead someday. The only difference is what we do in the meantime, and the legacy we leave behind.
"Fear sobered me for a bit … This short word somehow touches about every aspect of our lives. It was an evil and corroding thread; the fabric of our existence was shot through with it. It set in motion trains of circumstances which brought us misfortune we felt we didn't deserve. But did not we, ourselves, set the ball rolling? Sometimes we think fear ought to be classed with stealing. It seems to cause more trouble. We reviewed our fears thoroughly. We put them on paper, even though we had no resentment in connection with them. We asked ourselves why we had them. Wasn't it because self-reliance failed us? Self-reliance was good as far as it went, but it didn't go far enough. Some of us once had great self-confidence, but it didn't fully solve the fear problem, or any other. When it made us cocky, it was worse. Perhaps there is a better way—we think so. For we are now on a different basis; the basis of trusting and relying upon God. We trust infinite God rather than our finite selves. We are in the world to play the role He assigns. Just to the extent that we do as we think He would have us, and humbly rely on Him, does He enable us to match calamity with serenity."
Adulting sucks sometimes, but at least I'm not a kid anymore. Being a kid is scary!
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