In my 20s I wasn’t complaining as much rather than just making stupid decisions like I had all the time in the world.
But nowadays (33M) I’m finding myself really battling my thoughts and talking to myself in person and in the head all day. I have to constantly remind myself that I’m literally making progress, that things could be much much worse than it is, and that it’s going to be okay. My mind likes to wander off into these intrusive and what if I don’t make it scenarios and just complain and make up these failure end results all day long and It’s becoming a nuisance. I can’t even enjoy my music in my car going somewhere without having a 1 on 1 with my own self while driving. Yea, weird.
Or maybe this is just what being a man is all about out after all? Just shutting up and dealing with it? Taking that risk and throwing yourself out there for the better regardless of how bad your past looks? I dread having the nay sayers and my peers point out the chaotic embarrassing past I have. Oh and yea I do carry allot of guilty conscience these days.
Anyways I’m approaching this acceptance phase of “either you do it, or you don’t” “either put up or shut up” cuz it’s like no one cares to hear the sob story and the struggle. Society just wants to see progress and what you have to offer. Maybe I ought to get out of my head and get with the times? I’ve grew up and hung around much older men and I rarely ever hear them complaining about anything except their joints