I’m 52 soon. I used to be very upset that I didn’t get the life that most people I grew up with got (partners, children, career, friends)
I have learned to accept this. Of course I’m too much of a human wreck to work which I suppose I should be grateful for. I spend most of my time with distractions like reading watching documentaries and sport and chatting on the net. Still I feel that my life is empty and because I don’t work I don’t feel part of society, which is a horrible feeling.
I see the awful jobs people have to do and wonder how […]