Unpleasant Events

Aftermath is a popular synonym of PTSD.

When we endure a traumatic event, we strive to combat.
The aftermath is associated with defeat and PTSD. We never recover from grief, we learn how to live with it.
Mid-life is marked by loss and responsibility.

Whether happy or sad, anniversaries are a thing of the past.

I don’t understand the logic behind anniversaries.
Birthdays are the most eloquent: what’s the point of celebrating the fact that you’re one year older?
I condone the coming of age as reminder of adulthood.
From then on, it is all a downhill.

We must keep track of age for beaurocracy.
I do look forward to my retirement.

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Internet addiction

Technology has gotten out of control. Based on medical data, social media are adding to our anxiety. 

The Internet started with a noble attitude, just to get out of hand. ‘Internet addiction’ has become a diagnosis. I’m assailed by a destructive sense of nostalgia. Life as my generation knew it, doesn’t exist anymore.

Recent studies on teenagers showcase mood-improvements after just two weeks off media.
Governments are imposing strict rules to media giants.

For my generation, only the Past counts: Religion teaches that the Past doesn’t exist anymore, the medical profession sees it in a traumatic context.

Only the future is real these days, the biggest lie.
The future is most unpredictable: ‘predicting’ is never 100% accurate.
Who could predict the Covid pandemic?

There is no Future for me.
I only live in a traumatic Past and a slip-away Present.

Fear of age gripped me since I moved abroad. I never obsessed over age in my country, whilst it has become a painful countdown here.

Before the Internet age, we could spend Summer holidays sleeping on the beach without thinking of tomorrow.
We could stop time.

Nowadays, we want to escape the Momentum, because nothing is still.
We constantly project.

We didn’t have cell-phones in the 80s.
We could only watch the sea and the stars on the beach.
We felt united, free, safe. How many longtime, sincere, passionate love stories enfolded. The sentiment of Belonging as one body was dopamine flowing.
Sure, there was night and day, but the sea and the stars were always there.
Sunrises were soothing reminders of a new worry-free day.

Today, we watch at the phone on the beach.

Texts flashing no stop, leading us mercilessly into the day ahead, all the while scared to turn the phone off.

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Promising-perspectives vs Dream-perspectives in ASD/ADHD

Following up the implications of mid-life in youth society.

Promises and Dreams are very interchangeable.
I endorse to turn dreams into self-promises.

The dreaming effect is only temporary.
Dreams have limitations, I don’t like gambling.
I favour self-promises, certainties, loyalty.

A self-promise is a desire.
Desires are real.
Dreams are momentary illusions.
I promised to myself and God to go home in His time.

Where is it written in the Bible that one must be established by 40?
That’s the neurotypical thinking, good for them.

Why not dying at 40 if we accomplish everything by then?
What’s the point of living to 90-100 as wrecks?
Yes, you heard me right, Wrecks.
That’s what over 40s are for the workforce.

Let’s not say that we extended life.
Over 40s are virtually dead.
Better the Middle Ages, when 40 was the average lifespan.
People didn’t get old and age was seen as wisdom.

I was very disappointed with the radio comments of a pastor about age, saying that we must get old at 50 and prepare for death.

We must always be prepared for death, but not strive to get old.
We must strive to keep young and fit at any age.
Even in the Bible there are references to fitness:
“Stay awake, cause you don’t know the time and hour He is coming!
And wash your face often when you look tired!”

I always feel emotionally young, as result of having been deprived of my biological youth.
I want to outlive my youth now.
Your personality defines age, not your wrinkles, and they will be my most beautiful years.

“Ageing is an extraordinary process where you become what you should always have been.”/ David Bowie 

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