Would teenage-you proud of you today?

Nope! Not a chance. He would only be happy about the job but nothing else. If teen me met me know he would be so disappointed at the balding, overly obese, lonely recluse living within the confines of his apartment and not stepping outside. He would feel extremely sadden to see the state that 48 year himself turned out to be.

He would get so depressed that he might not even speak to anyone or get outta bed for a while. I am so far away from what I had hoped that I would be at this point in my life. I am so far away, I might as well be in another galaxy. My teenage self would say, can I not grow up to be him? I would have wanted  more of a social life, a wife and a dog or two, maybe a cat and living in a house of my own and enjoying that kind of a family life.

Not this hermetic lifestyle because my clothes don’t fit and I have issues with my feet and trouble all around. Someone who lives for the weekly fast food or something he really likes to eat and the odd coffee from Starbucks that he orders when no one else is at home. The one who lives for his dreams where he can be more of the person that he sees himself as.

Prompt from Journaling Prompts from The Coffee Monterz Co . Com