GenX MidLife Crisis Hits Hard

I 100% thought I was going to be dead by now. So now that I’m still alive, I have no frickin clue what I’m doing?!?

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When I think “MidLife Crisis,” I imagine a middle-aged man buying a red Miata and trying to troll for chicks. Maybe it’s all the TV I grew up watching?

Never would I have imagined a 41-year-old woman sitting in her pajamas questioning how she came to live in a condo under a man and woman who make pig noises daily. True story. I think they are involved on a fetish channel or something?

But, here I am.

First, I’d like to point out that my father died at the age of 39, I was only 15. But sitting in the funeral home, not being able to hardly breathe, I had a feeling I would die before hitting 40. I can’t explain it or why I just knew it was true. To me, knowing I would die before 40 was, was a matter of fact, just as I had ten fingers (no thumb debates, please).

So, I’ve lived longer than I thought I would ever live. I’m now officially past my expiration date, and I have no idea what to do.

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My husband and I have been looking to purchase a real home since last year. I need unshared walls…