Raise the GDP, of course.
I’m 40 and same.
I’m 57 in a few weeks. Same.
Literally came to post this. Im just surviving at this point.
I’m 41 and have no fucking clue either.
Who the fuck wants to hang out with someone who knows exactly what they’re doing anyway? So fucking boring people. Never experienced shit.
I mean, I’ve got plans and I’m taking steps to achieve those plans, but things come up that I didn’t expect and am not sure how to handle all the time. I seek advice from others and do what I think is best, and though sometimes I handle things poorly, I try to learn from my mistakes and figure out how to do things better in the future. The next time something similar happens, I try not to do the same thing as before and over time, I’m getting better, even if I don’t always trend positively. I’m pretty sure that’s what life is.
If you’re sure about what to do in every situation, one of three things is true: you’re an incredibly wise and thoughtful person who so far exceeds human norms that you should probably work as a therapist or public speaker to help as many others as possible; you’re living your life in a very routine and solitary way (which is fine if that’s what makes you happy); or you’re not as wise as you think.
The likelihood of the last option dwarfs that of the first option.
35 here. Same shit
Good. That’s what your twenties are for.
