After 25 you feel a mixture of relief and defeat.
It's a strange kind of bittersweet melancholy that washes over you. It's like...it's all over now. There's nothing to salvage even if you at one point could. It's just the occurrence that you're past the point of no return.
When you're a teen/early 20s you feel a massive sense of urgency, like you HAVE to act NOW or you will miss out. It's very stressful and you will regularly panic because it's happening RIGHT NOW, life is happening and you're not a part of it. It brings on tremendous feelings of dread and grief.
But then you get closer and closer to 25, nothing is happening, and then you're suddenly past it, college is over, all your peers are in workcel purgatory, you're a loser with zero accomplishments. There's just nothing left. It's pretty much done. Your life and prime are over and it sucked. You're not missing out anymore, in the present tense. You missed out. And that's that.
Then that pressure is gone. Nothing you can do now anyway. You can keep rotting, you can try to make money, you can kill yourself, who cares. None of it really matters anymore.
It's like when you're late for an important appointment and you're stressing out and hurrying and panicking, but then when you're past the point of where you can still make it, suddenly all that goes away and you go back home & chill. Yes it sucks you missed it. But what are you gonna do? What can you do?
Again, it's not a cope or consolation. It's more a sense of fatalism, like there's nothing you could've done to begin with, and there's nothing left you can do now anyway.
It's a strange kind of bittersweet melancholy that washes over you. It's like...it's all over now. There's nothing to salvage even if you at one point could. It's just the occurrence that you're past the point of no return.
When you're a teen/early 20s you feel a massive sense of urgency, like you HAVE to act NOW or you will miss out. It's very stressful and you will regularly panic because it's happening RIGHT NOW, life is happening and you're not a part of it. It brings on tremendous feelings of dread and grief.
But then you get closer and closer to 25, nothing is happening, and then you're suddenly past it, college is over, all your peers are in workcel purgatory, you're a loser with zero accomplishments. There's just nothing left. It's pretty much done. Your life and prime are over and it sucked. You're not missing out anymore, in the present tense. You missed out. And that's that.
Then that pressure is gone. Nothing you can do now anyway. You can keep rotting, you can try to make money, you can kill yourself, who cares. None of it really matters anymore.
It's like when you're late for an important appointment and you're stressing out and hurrying and panicking, but then when you're past the point of where you can still make it, suddenly all that goes away and you go back home & chill. Yes it sucks you missed it. But what are you gonna do? What can you do?
Again, it's not a cope or consolation. It's more a sense of fatalism, like there's nothing you could've done to begin with, and there's nothing left you can do now anyway.
It's over 
