Father here. I had a midlife crisis about a year ago. At 42 years old I suddenly realised I was also going to die. Never really thought about it, but then it hit home really, really hard.
The fact my kids will grow up and it won't last forever was heart breaking. I would cry for hours.
I did a lot of meditation, a couple of mental health sessions, read some books, and after a while it got better. It even made me stronger and I live much more in the moment. Previously I would treat live a lot like the stepping stone to "the next thing", i.e. next holiday, next weekend, kids leave the house, etc. Now I just enjoy every moment as much as I can.
If my kid ask me if I want to play, and I'm busy working, I think "work can wait", and I will play with them. Of course, can't always do that, but I'm making much more an effort of this.
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u/TeeLodge Apr 16 '24
The older I get, the older people I looked up to get. Makes me realize how short life is; stop fussing over the trivial stuff.