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the mid-life rut?

I went thru the same mid life rut as many of you describe. I had a "Is that all there is" tude. Then I read an article addressing mid life crisis. It said to think back when you were a small boy and had no limits on what you could think you could do. Is there a forgotten dream back then? In my case there was so I addressed it. Got to say it pulled me out of the rut with a new excitement about life.

I actually thought about it. It was my lifelong dream to become a firefighter and and EMT. I took the civil service test when I was in my 20's, scored well, but was put on a list. When my name came up I was not hired because the municipal department that chose me had a residency requirement, and I did not live in that town. I reapplied over the years at other departments but those with military experience and other qualifications were chosen over me. I've often thought a lot about going back to school to become a paramedic, but have been discouraged by most programs I talked to due to my age. They all say I would be considered an antique in that line of work. So, currently, I am exploring opportunities in other areas of the medical field. But choosing what to do is hard, I'm struggling coping with the financial burden it would place on my family if I were to quit my job and go back to school full-time. I secretly hope I'll get fired or laid off so I can justify going back to school. Unfortunately, my company has basically told me that due to my skill set, I'm not even close to the chopping block. I should be happy about this, most would be ecstatic, but for me, I'm like....."crap".

One of the reasons I got back into playing in bands was to "scratch the itch". I had been out of the game for a long time, and I remembered how much I loved playing. As my kids got bigger, there was more time. And I have had fun getting back in the game, but I'm not sure I'm as dedicated to it as my bandmates are. Getting home at 3 AM, then getting back up at 7 isn't as easy as it used to be. I really can see the day coming when I'm only interested in doing a jam band again, or a garage band, but that won't be for a while I think. It's still fun, but not as much as it used to be.

I've also thought about going back to playing hockey or taking martial arts classes. I did both extensively when I was younger. When I got married, I was teaching self defense classes two nights a week. But I was 23 at the time. I'd love to get back into it, but it's been a long time and the black belt has been collecting dust for about 15 years. And while I'm in decent shape, I'm not 23 anymore. And I've forgotten a lot. But this may be something I do starting this year. I started in martial arts when I was about 9 years old or so. I did it for a long time.

I have been kicking around the idea of writing a book. My wife has been encouraging me to try my hand at it for years. I think that may be my next venture. I already have an idea what it would be about. I just have to get off my duff and start it.

In any case, I have a lot of soul searching to do. I think I'm probably like a lot of people out there, though. It's funny, I look at my father. He's 65. No regrets. He's lived his life the way he wants to, and it's pretty obvious that he's a really happy guy.
 
Not that you asked, but I think this is a mistake.

Yes and no, I'm not sure. I suppose it depends on the person. Like Nukes I walked away from everything so I could focus all of my attention on my kids. Part of the reason I did this is because growing up, I spent very little time with my father. He worked a lot, and played in bands every weekend for years on end. As much as I loved (and at times hated) him, we were not close and I always felt like somehow the other kids had better fathers, and I got cheated. So when I became a parent I decided to make my kids the focal point of my life so that they wouldn't feel like I did. What it has done; it has allowed me to form a good bond with my kids, something I can't put a price tag on. I'm really, really satisfied with this part of my choice. What it also did; leave me with no idea who I really am outside of how I am defined by what my children do. If I had it to do over again, I would probably have taken more time for myself. Maybe I wouldn't be where I am today.
 
BayStateBass.
You are probably a little too old to become an EMT/firefighter. It is very competitive to secure that job for even the 23 year olds. But perhaps you could do the next best thing. Most counties fire departments and law enforcement have some type of volunteer program were you can get involved with search and rescue parties and other Fire Department work. It is a way that you can kind of get close to your original dream.
In my case I wanted to be a fighter pilot when I was a boy. Well... that's never going to happen to guy in his 40's so I did the next best thing and bought a plane and took flying lessons. At this point in life a compromise is better than not doing it all.
 
Re-assess and refocus. Things that once were important may not be any more. I, personally, found that I was chasing dreams of my youth. When I stepped back and looked at those aspiration with my older eyes I found the reason I was un happy was because I wasn't doing something meaningful to me ( the me of now not then ). I'm now knocking on the door of 50 and quite content. I couldn't say that 2 years ago.
 
Start a band. Wear a dress. Join the revolution. Shave your head and paint it red. Walk to the corner store naked. Jog one mile backwards. Pat a midget on the head. Write a fictitious memoir in which you were a spook for the CIA. eat sashimi for a week that you catch on a pole yourself. Aim for enlightenment. Try and make love to your wife 5 times a day.

I like your suggestions. Also to the OP go out and do crazy things you have never done before. Is there something you have always wanted to try then now is the time.
I go through these times too. I have to force myself out of the house and get involved in something. I can give my 85-year old neighbor a ride to the store. Make some food and pass it out to people who need it. Volunteer at a soup kitchen or a recovery center.
Do they have things like that where you live? I find the more dangerous the nieghborhood I am working in the quicker I get out of my rut. It is probably that human fight or flee reaction that gets me going. :p
 
I'm 60. I laugh when I fart. So much for maturity.

I do too and I'm 61. The other day I got into an empty elevator and decided to let one loose I had been holding back all day. The elevator door opened right in the middle of my opus de flatulance. The guy standing there didn't know what to do and neither did I. AWKWARD!
He laughed nervously and got in the elevator. Brave man!
 
I do too and I'm 61. The other day I got into an empty elevator and decided to let one loose I had been holding back all day. The elevator door opened right in the middle of my opus de flatulance. The guy standing there didn't know what to do and neither did I. AWKWARD!
He laughed nervously and got in the elevator. Brave man!

Nice!

Farts will never get old. A good fart is great comic relief.
 
I live through my kids now. My "dreams" are for them to achieve. My personal happiness is generally no longer important.
This might be the side effect of having married into an Asian family almost 12 years ago...

Have you ever thought about how much pressure this creates for your kids? This is just an observation based on my own exoperiece so please don't take this a personal criticism. I think you are a good guy nukes
 
I guess to rephrase it, I will what's left of my happiness and energy to my kids. I don't want to be one of those obnoxious parents who mentally tortures my kids into getting multiple PhD (that's their moms job-JK!)
I wish happiness and security on my little tykes heads- they will turn 4 in june.
 
I'm 44 now. I'm starting to pull out of the whoa-is-me stuff that I had for the last couple years.

Here is a twist for y'all. I went back to school because my dream when I was a kid was to be a novelist. All I ever wanted to do was write books. Fancy books, the kind of novels skinny good looking people read to feel even more superior to everyone else. Well, I went to university, enrolled in the Writing program and hated every godforsaken moment of it. Moral of the story, maybe the stuff you thought you wanted when you were a stupid kid isn't really what you wanted after all. It helped me to come to terms with being a man, a husband, a father -- all things that make me incredibly satisfied today.

Just my story. Others have surely followed a different path
 
I call it trolling.

No.

But people nowadays can't make the difference.

For one what i said was actually partly based in truth. I feel this way about my life most days. A troll is someone who says something only to piss people off and provoke a reaction and is often something they don't really believe. My post was a dash of truth (about myself, even if i haven't reached midlife yet) with some sarcasm. I don't expect people to find me funny, I mean don't find myself very funny. But i'd rather they don't think i'm trolling (they can think im a douche too, but a troll? Most posts im either saying exactly what i think, or expressing the opposite of what i think through generally fairly obvious sarcasm... )

If people think i'm trolling, they're not getting my tone. Which fair enough, its the internet, hard to read and i don't like to advertise with smileys. My fault i guess.