I've been so swamped at work so I'm sneaking in this quick entry while I'm here at my desk, because I seriously need some catharsis. There have been so many things going on right now, that it just seems to be all background noise. Friends have been getting married and engaged and it seems like so many people are moving on to the next stage in life, but I just feel like there so many more things that need to be done in this stage of my life. I haven’t traveled like I plan to yet. I haven’t gotten to where I want to be professionally yet. And I just don’t feel like I'm at a place in my life where I'm ready to join another person in life together. To me, this is still one man mission. And if girls are out there reading this, this feeling isn’t about not wanting to be married so I can party hard and be a sleazy, single guy. I’ve been with Jackie for a long time and a majority of my partying days are done. I know she’s gonna read this, but I just need to write it before I clam up and decide not to talk about this.
There are a lot of contributing factors to my being this way. Yes, I grew up poor. Yes, my parents are divorced. Yes, I’m jaded about love.
I’m a workaholic. I love my work, so I don’t see it being a bad thing. I’m young, I’ve got the stamina to do the work, put in the hours and get the results that get me ahead in the game. My mom worked her ass off. She never took a vacation while she worked 7 days a week for 10+ years. When people complain about their jobs, I sit back and smile. There are people who know what work is, and there are people who think they know what work is. I’m lucky to have seen the former, and be the latter. So, keep your head down, do the work. Shut up and get it done.
I am skeptical about love. People are getting married left and right. People are getting divorced left and right. I guess I’m just not ready to go through that. Especially with kids. Maybe I have trust issues. What’s the opposite of co-dependant? Maybe it’s just fear. I do quiver at the thought of marriage, and in my honest opinion, I see it as the end of a lot of things. Many see it as the beginning, but at this point in life, I see more doors closed than doors opened.
I can see the mounting anger being built up towards me as I write this. But many who are close to me know that I feel this way. It’s the background noise that’s telling me I’m getting older and it’s getting harder to ignore. I want to be young at heart. Maybe I’ve watched ‘Old School’ too many times. Maybe I’m grasping at straws here, but as they say, youth is wasted on the young. I hope to not waste mine.
Maybe I already am.
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