Your Life, How would It look like, If you could Choose?
If you could choose your life, what would it look like?
Is the question at the end of this storey.
Midlife crisis for Men:
They say that men hit there midlife crisis around age 35 to 40, noticing a grey hair, loss of hair, other traits are stinginess..this is due to the fact they are starting to realize its time to have all the eggs in a row for retirement so forth. "He doesn't buy me flowers anymore"There's the guy that doesn't want to work at his marriage anymore..feels tired, and then start's to worry "Is this it" So they have a fling, or say well I just don't think I'm in love with you anymore.
Some men leave, go out and find a younger version of their wife, some go screw around realize hey I don't got it so bad, come back to a array of fighting and mistrust. When really what they should of said in the first place is-I'm bored, and UN excited and I feel old, and you have let yourself go to a fat cow, nagging bitch that is predictable to daily routine- lets try something new, do a overhaul on each other and go outside the box, and see if we can reconnect. This could mean meeting each other in a different destination, a overhaul of fitness and such..Its all very funny when I hear stories about failed marriages or relationships...where did we go wrong? I asked these questions to myself 2.5 years ago, had to take a hard look..and I tell you when I did I realized I was 30 lbs overweight, I was unhappy at work, unfulfilled in the bedroom, spending cash to fill a hole-picking apart my partner. My partner was pretty much doing the exact same thing.I threatened..get the fuck out..and 6 months later with no warning he did.
The first thing he did was date a 25 year old pot smoking bar waitress and post it all over the net..NICE then sent me naked pictures of his new hard body..and tried to have elicit sex with me..sending me dirty text messages, coarse Im no saint I left it open by sending smily emoticons ..or there was those 4 am drunk messages...sorry new girlfriend..Have to say I was hard to give up in the bedroom.
The first thing I did, After I actually got out of bed and realized they were going to come take the bed, and I needed to get into work mode, downsize and figure out what the fuck I was going to do...I joined a gym, left my neighbor hood, my little sis came over with at least 4 new designer bed settings..and told me to throw out any remains of the old..fuck in a new bed she said. I had a photo shoot..the catch was , I wore a evening gown with his pink Boy Ginch (That I bought him for Valentines day) peeking out from under the dress.
Then I joined a dating site I knew he was on.
I received over 50 text messages of why he was sorry, a letter, another request to see me, in a old email account I forgot to delete him from. After a year and a half I agreed to meet him for a date..Everything came rushing forward..the hurt , what he did..He did some very loser things I gotta tell you. 3 cosmopolitan martini's later, a blow job in his car and then a total mental breakdown..A day of WTF? and I'm good! Thank God I didn't go into a 2 year depression or something like that..I had done it alone before, so once I got over the fact it was over I knew I would be just fine.
I look back at all this, and think..how stupid was it all..He is stuck with our initials all up his forearm..actually he decided to keep those as a memory..When a split up first happens its funny how you only remember the good things..but he or she was this...yadda yadda yadda...Get the fuck over it! The guy was fucking OCD, and a True Asshole. There were many good traits, but when he would not donate 5 dollars to my pugs 3K operation fundraiser..you gotta understand this was his dog..I sent off the emails..his reply was..I'm buying a Car..OMG like who says that?
But you know, sometimes .we see beyond the small indifference's...or we appreciate them..and don't get me wrong, My X is a great guy..when he's happy in life and everything is going HIS way.
AbsoLutly....Koodo's to you mile long smile.xo
Midlife Crisis for women...
Well we go to a life coach..sometimes the life coach is hot...tells us, of our worth..then we bring it home and slam on their partner...talk to friends and co workers about what a dick their husband or boyfriend is, then they start getting advice that seems true to them. We "Find Ourselves"This could mean many things..A boy Toy...all of a sudden hikes to the largest mountain and travel aboard. New eduction...getting rid of materialistic items...Botox and Breasts
Going to a club and realizing...Why the fuck is everyone in here 12? and then seeing your 20 year old in the line up.
I did it all...fortunately for me..I met a millionaire friend who flew me to places, gave me spa treatments and structure to excel in life, and educated me on what I should be..(No their was no sex involved)If you put it out their how UN happy you are..your dreams Will come true.
So if I could define my life now, after all this crap I would stat..I'm pretty dam happy with my one career choice..although Id like to do it part time and be a recognized writer , have a column and have my business up and going full blast-In time Im sure..Id like to get up and actually be able to enjoy a morning..I hate mornings..this would entail..morning sex, which is temporally not available. A trip to the yoga studio...no time, and run on the beach with my dogs..I don't see a beach only bush form my front window...and then go to my office..which is non existent cureently
meet my special someone at the market, cook together and plan our adventure for the night...or do nothing.
Set up my boys..so they are good to go for a future..have a summer and winter getaway..even if it's in a time share or hotel and have a mainstay, fully owned home...no picket fence..I think Id like to get married believe it or not..
I wore a suit at age 18..up until now I always felt the dresses out there would give me a rash..I almost got married to my X...but it was a very futile attempt...With a fake diamond I might add...Hey we were poor!, and I wasn't picky-Now I am...!! I think the only reason I would like this is because of the Romanticism that comes with it...exchanging vows...and really being in love all that gushy stuff ..I lost allot of trust unfortunately..still working on that part. I am happy being single..I know that's really hard to believe..but its true, because I know now that meeting that special someone Will be a add on to a great life..not a need.
I don't think being rich or winning the lottery would make me very happy..Id have to go through all the life Ive gone through first..because this is how I define myself..and It s pretty darn spectacular.
I think that would make me pretty happy. Would love to hear any funny feedback on your Midlife Crisis, how you'd like to see your life? If you find you are really stuck..Ask me, I'm no specialist...but I'm a good ear.