I. am. tired. I’ve been in the full time workforce and fully into adulthood for about 4 years now and I’m completely burnt out from it all. And while I know job burnout is something a lot of us suffer from, I have adulthood burnout.
I have a lot of conversations with friends where we contemplate how it’s really possible that we have to work for the rest of our lives.
I think the worst part about it is just constantly staring into the future and thinking about how you have to live a certain way for so long. That you’ll never fully be able to live the life you want until you’re retired – which is like 45 years away for me. And you’re expected to just hit all these milestones in the meantime. Get married. Have kids. Get a promotion. And if you hit all those milestones then maybe your life will be interesting enough to get you to retirement.
But I don’t want to hit those milestones, they aren’t my goals. There’s nothing really killing time for me until retirement. And I’d love to be working to live and leaving my job, my responsibilities, my bills at the door every once in a while. But it’s just not realistic.
I’m so burnt out from just not being able to do what I want to do. Even if I had one more day in the weekend, I think I would feel a little better. But at the moment, adulthood is getting up early five times a week, getting home late to cook dinner, go to the gym, watch a tv show, and go to bed. Five. Days. A. Week.
It’s not even all about work, it’s just about the lack of freedom that comes with being an adult. Isn’t that what kids dream of? The day that they’re 18 and they can do whatever they want? Turns out it’s a dream for adults too. I’m sure retirement is quite the disappointment as well.