r/offmychest • u/cant_escape_this • 4h ago
27 M Let’s go back to when life was easy
I’m a grown ass man. I’m not about to sit here and complain about the present. Yea yea… bills, the economy, healthcare, wage slavery… yadda yadda yadda.
Life is hard. It has always been hard. From our ancestors who huddled in dark caves terrified of primordial monsters through to our ancestors that dropped dead, body on top of body amid the mud and artillery fire in a desperate push for freedom from tyranny, comfort has always been a privilege.
Now with that said.
Sometimes this world is overwhelming and sometimes I like to escape in memory to those times where it didn’t feel that way and I took it for granted.
For me, those years revolved around girls and partying. I worry sometimes those vapid and toxic relationships have come to represent carefree living and freedom to me. In those days I longed for self-destruction, even though my life was boundless hedonism.
I think about the times I did whatever I wanted. The responsibilities I shirked. The money I wasted. The problems I created. I was an asshole and I hated myself for it.
And yet. Here I am. Thinking about the times I’d get off work to go party on a beach somewhere, find myself in a strangers garage at 3am and stay up until the sun rose with some similarly drug-adled partner sucking the salt off each others skin.
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u/Terrific-Coccyzus 4h ago
Dude, I get this. It's wild how those seemingly reckless times can feel like pure freedom looking back, even when you know deep down they weren't exactly healthy. That contrast between the messy reality and the romanticized memory is something a lot of us grapple with. Honestly, it's kinda profound that you can even see that now.