I'm 25 at the moment. But I am an old soul. I matured rapidly when I was younger, and I would have preferred to die of my burst appendix when I was 11 and a half.
Then I lived to be 18, joined the Army, traveled the world and went to Iraq, everything I had done from the time of my appendix to my being in Iraq seemed like a life well lived. I would've been satisfied if I were killed in combat and my parents cashing in on a $500,000 life insurance policy.
But alas, I lived on. And I continued to mature and age rapidly on the inside. I feel like I'm at least 100 on the inside, and even people in their 50's and 60's and 70's seem like children to me, never really having grown as much as I have on the inside.
If I were to die of a heart attack right now, I don't think I'd have any real regrets. Life well lived. I sometimes say this from time to time, but I have LIVED more in the past 20 years than most people will live in all their lives.
The idea of living to my 80's is not something I look forward to. I might as well be over a thousand years old on the inside by the time I'm in my 40's.
Well, no, that's not quite true. I look forward to aging, because by the time I'm in my 80's, I will look like a decrepit and bent over old man, and that will be a more accurate reflection of my inner self than my current outward appearance, which due to my genes, looks more young than I actually am.
How annoying it is to be judged by "older" people as being "young and stupid" just because of my outer appearance, when such very people, although they may be decades older than myself, are decades younger and stupider than myself on the inside.
I think that at age 25 you're considered "too old".
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I'm 25 at the moment. But I am an old soul. I matured rapidly when I was younger, and I would have preferred to die of my burst appendix when I was 11 and a half.
Then I lived to be 18, joined the Army, traveled the world and went to Iraq, everything I had done from the time of my appendix to my being in Iraq seemed like a life well lived. I would've been satisfied if I were killed in combat and my parents cashing in on a $500,000 life insurance policy.
But alas, I lived on. And I continued to mature and age rapidly on the inside. I feel like I'm at least 100 on the inside, and even people in their 50's and 60's and 70's seem like children to me, never really having grown as much as I have on the inside.
If I were to die of a heart attack right now, I don't think I'd have any real regrets. Life well lived. I sometimes say this from time to time, but I have LIVED more in the past 20 years than most people will live in all their lives.
The idea of living to my 80's is not something I look forward to. I might as well be over a thousand years old on the inside by the time I'm in my 40's.
Well, no, that's not quite true. I look forward to aging, because by the time I'm in my 80's, I will look like a decrepit and bent over old man, and that will be a more accurate reflection of my inner self than my current outward appearance, which due to my genes, looks more young than I actually am.
How annoying it is to be judged by "older" people as being "young and stupid" just because of my outer appearance, when such very people, although they may be decades older than myself, are decades younger and stupider than myself on the inside.
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beautifully said.