How to enjoy life again as you get older?

I suggest going to a shithole country and live like the locals for a few months. Central Africa/rural Mexico/Dominican Republic for example.

You will learn to appreciate things like safe drinking water, a working toilet/sewage system and hot showers on demand.

Also you will value having law enforcement whose immediate response to a 911 call isn't to demand a bribe or beat the shit out of you for not paying up.
Alternatively, you might simply finish up loathing black people.
 
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Dude, you want to enjoy life like when you were a kid by doing things that you were doing when you were a kid and that's not how it works. When I was a kid, it took only the sight of my own blood to make me cry or a cake to make me happy, but it's not like this anymore and it's never going to be. Find something else, but not "maybe later", just pick something and try.
 
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You could try pouring prune juice all over your he-pussy and using a bingo dabber as a dildo.

My gamgam's friend Irma did that at a very memorable Moose Lodge labor day picnic. A little bit of dust pooted pooted out when she came but it was kinda windy and went away from the crowd.
 
outside's closed due to SARS
Is it though? Pretty sure just about any part of the world has somewhere to walk around without others being nearby.
Just remember "It's never too late to find your calling" and get yourself going.

Just because you're older doesn't mean you can still can't accomplish or find what you've always wanted. Giving up is the only way to fail that, not aging.
That's how you keep enjoying life.
Sports. Cycling. Walking. Running. A bunch of things people forgot about because going to the gym was good enough to the rest of society.
 
Well, now is the time to redefine what you want to do with your life. What you are doing is obviously not working, but I get that there is comfort in the familiarity of misery.

No sane adult is going to want to be your friend if you do not love your damn self first. There must be some hobby you always wanted to pick up but never got around to for one reason or another. And I hate cleaning my apartment, but goddamn I love when the cleaning is done and I can sit back and crack open a beer guilt free. Pleasure in life is never automatic, you have to put in some real effort to obtain it. You are not going to find your purpose anywhere on the Internet, and you are not going to find your purpose looking for approval from others. If you want to enjoy life as an adult, you have to fucking work to build yourself up and improve your environment first. There is no quick and easy away around it.
 
Just remember "It's never too late to find your calling" and get yourself going.

Just because you're older doesn't mean you can still can't accomplish or find what you've always wanted. Giving up is the only way to fail that, not aging.
That's how you keep enjoying life.
Debatable. In most cases, if you were ever going to accomplish something amazing, you'd already be at least partially on your way to doing so by your mid-20's, if not earlier. There's a reason that "You can't teach an old dog new tricks" is such a widespread saying. So unless your "calling" was something incredibly mundane or basic to begin with, you're going to need a lot of luck to achieve that.
 
Three pages of people trying to give you advice and ideas, and you've blown off every single one.

Here's one that I'm sure you'll ignore like all the others, get a job, a hobby, a life that doesn't revolve around being on social media 24/7. Maybe your poor family can finally develop some semblance of respect for you then. Read a new book, try writing something of your own, take a hike and spend some time in nature, learn a new skill, get a job even if it's a starter position in retail or fast food. That way you'll begin earning experience to move on to better things and have something to fill up your time. Money's nice also. There's tons of things you can do instead of being a couch potato wasting your life away. No excuse can be made except laziness.

For God's sake man, take some pride and self awareness in yourself.
 
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I would help you but idk how myself

btw how old is older
I assume this is a quarter-life not mid-life crisis
 
Find a cause, it helps. I have decided to take up the banner of my ancestors and carry it into the future... preserving the existence of my people and a future for white children.

For me that means making contacts, recruiting people, and working my way toward positions of power.
 

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Debatable. In most cases, if you were ever going to accomplish something amazing, you'd already be at least partially on your way to doing so by your mid-20's, if not earlier. There's a reason that "You can't teach an old dog new tricks" is such a widespread saying. So unless your "calling" was something incredibly mundane or basic to begin with, you're going to need a lot of luck to achieve that.

Of course physicality will decrease with age, but I was meaning more mental challenges. Want to start getting in shape? Want to get a girlfriend or something more attainable than getting a gold medal in the Olympics or something; I say it's never too late, unless you're literally lying on your deathbed.
 
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Bitch, let me tell you an actual fact. The human mind works in absolutes, there is no concept of "maybe," There is or there is not. There is no "maybe," there is no "later," there is only now or never. There are actual studies on this shit. You have to work with your mind, don't fight it. Don't try and tell yourself "maybe later." Find something you absolutely know you want to do and then do it. Immediately.

Find that seedling, find what you consider interesting, or something you might want to pursue. Then pursue it. Like anyone else who got into programming, I wanted to make games. But I got really hooked on program design, and now I've got my own little zen garden of software I've written. Business software, not even games. Just shit I made to make myself feel good about myself, that I studied and worked hard and designed these wonderful systems. I didn't "think on it" when I started that, I just picked up Game Maker and started teaching myself how to program. Everything else followed naturally. That's all you need; find a way to express yourself that comes naturally. It can be literally anything. There's this episode of King of the Hill, "Movin' On Up", where Luanne starts to go crazy from her roommates being assholes. Hank comes to her and says that he deals with the same stress from his own friends, but he stays sane because he has his lawn to tend to. He says to Luanne "You need to find your own lawn" which are words that stuck with me. Luanne then found that she enjoys tending to her pool. That's a zen garden, you need to find a zen garden. Whether it's programming, or lawn care, or pool maintenance, or fishing, or whatever the fuck it is. As long as it's something you know for a fact you're going to care about. Something you can turn into your baby. But you have to do it right now. There is no later.

I've gone through a lot of different interests that either worked out to be too complicated, too much work, or just felt impossible in the case of art. I actually took a college program, the only program I ever went to after highschool since my parents pushed me into it. I spent almost every night trying to complete all the assignments just to keep myself in the program, but I couldn't finish things quick enough. I still have a few drawings where you had to draw a room, which was possible even if my perspective sucked, with enough hours it could be done, but when it came to 'make a character, then draw all these poses' I couldn't even get a full body. That coupled with the fact that I must hold pencils in a deathgrip, because after 30 minutes to an hour drawing my hand is sore for the rest of the day. That program saddled me with 7k in debt since I withdrew too late, was never able to pay it all back and tanked my credit instead.

Next I pursued programming a bit, like you I was intrigued at making games, or making my own worlds and systems, creating something unique that's just a product of my own mind, that I can look back to as a path I took forward. All of the programs I could potentially join required a math credit I was missing, because I never tried in school when math was easy and a 60% could have got me the box I needed checked off. So I went to a college program to study for that credit, but traveling an hour or more every day to classes, and later work made me have to quit it entirely since the hours clashed. But programming itself, and the people I met who did it, made me think more and more that it wasn't for me, that on one hand it was people somehow far geekier and smarter than me, and then people who are the reason games and programs are poorly made and run slowly, at my pace I just didn't want to be part of the problem, and the tutorials I did try just seemed boring. I think I like art, but I just can't do it well, I like the idea of creating things, but I need to find something I'm good at creating or satisfied with. I have a lot of weird parallels, where I enjoyed making videos for friends back in the day when I had friends, and making a video was something special or challenging to do. Now there are twitch streamers and patreon youtubers, and I utterly despise that culture. I've made a few efforts to have my own channels of just not for money content, but it's just game footage, and with youtube the future is uncertain whether anything stays there.
 
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Well, now is the time to redefine what you want to do with your life. What you are doing is obviously not working, but I get that there is comfort in the familiarity of misery.

No sane adult is going to want to be your friend if you do not love your damn self first. There must be some hobby you always wanted to pick up but never got around to for one reason or another. And I hate cleaning my apartment, but goddamn I love when the cleaning is done and I can sit back and crack open a beer guilt free. Pleasure in life is never automatic, you have to put in some real effort to obtain it. You are not going to find your purpose anywhere on the Internet, and you are not going to find your purpose looking for approval from others. If you want to enjoy life as an adult, you have to fucking work to build yourself up and improve your environment first. There is no quick and easy away around it.

I think my environment is part of the problem. I live in a 2 room apartment with thin walls with my girlfriend, sleeping is hard enough without noise, but with her I'm always being woken up and can never really just chill out and fall asleep whenever I need to like when she goes away to visit her family or something. I'd like to live in a bigger space with separate rooms or a basement, but rent's expensive here and I suck at holding a job, so i've never been able to make that happen. It would be easy if I was alone, because I could find an even smaller space somewhere else, or move to another part of the country, but because of the ties I have my life is kind of built around it. I don't really have a room of my own, I just have a shared space that's mostly my girlfriend's room, and its very crowded.

I would help you but idk how myself

btw how old is older
I assume this is a quarter-life not mid-life crisis

I hit 31 this year, so I pretty much feel defeated. I still look like I'm in my mid 20s, but knowing that numbers has gone up has left me feeling like I'm dead and it's only downhill from here.

Of course physicality will decrease with age, but I was meaning more mental challenges. Want to start getting in shape? Want to get a girlfriend or something more attainable than getting a gold medal in the Olympics or something; I say it's never too late, unless you're literally lying on your deathbed.
I always joked that I'd die when I was 30, because I didn't want to live long enough to see myself get old. Now that I'm here, I just want to slow it down or freeze it in place til I can figure out how to stop it. Aging in the sense of the body deteriorating is a disease in itself, so I hope that maybe a cure can be found in my lifetime, or I can find it myself. At the same time I'm kind of struggling with the idea of my mortality, because being young always made me feel like there was no way I was going to die, or that any sickness could kill me until after 30.
 
Try finding some joy in modesty. Not everybody is going to be happy by becoming a tryhard with a six pack, picking up some 1337 skillz or having a showoff trophy of some kind. Maybe just try little goals to make yourself happy like cutting down on sugar, managing your finances to be more stable, cleaning and decorating your apartment, keeping yourself active with minor exercise and dancing, learning new dishes, etc.
There are a million little ways to improve your life if you find big goals and big people to be a bit much to tackle and they all count towards something.
 
Seems to me OP is just whining and doesn't want actual answers. So hey if you want to do a flip, it's none of our business. Strength test windows in tall buildings. Suck start a shotgun. Do a Chloe. Fuck it.

All you do is whine that you aren't instantly skillful at new things. Newsflash- you never will be. So chug that Xanax and embrace the darkness motherfucker.
 
Seems to me OP is just whining and doesn't want actual answers. So hey if you want to do a flip, it's none of our business. Strength test windows in tall buildings. Suck start a shotgun. Do a Chloe. Fuck it.

All you do is whine that you aren't instantly skillful at new things. Newsflash- you never will be. So chug that Xanax and embrace the darkness motherfucker.

Corey Taylor telling people to commit suicide.
 
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