When you were 16, what did you think your life would look like? Does it look like that? Is that a good thing?

I really did not think that I would where I am today – a lonely 39 year old who feels like he has failed at what he wanted to be. It’s a tough road for a lonely bachelor who does not want to be a lonely bachelor and who yet feels that he might not be good enough for anyone since he has fallen so far down from where he thought he would be in life at this point.

At 16 I really thought I would have it all by my 30s. As in, a good well paying job and living in a nice house of my own with a green backyard. I would share the house with my loving wife who would my partner in everything. We would have a couple of dogs and a couple of cats and from time to time I would add a couple of kids as well. That always varies, I have never been that big on being a father and hence I wasn’t keen on procreating. But the rest is a dream that I am yet to realize and at 39 I have come to understand that it will never happen. Time has passed me by and the ride went on but I was left by the wayside.

I expected my life to be living in a nice city of my choice, say Canada or the UK or somewhere in NZ or the US. I never expected to be a sad and lonely failure still waiting to have his own place and still having to make compromises over his own life and decisions. Things couldn’t be much different from what I had envisioned it to be. But that’s the way the cookie crumbles sometimes.

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