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Monday, February 23, 2009

Somebody Save the Sinking Ship!

I'm wishing some magical something will whisk me away to happiness! And I'm not the only person thinking this. In some way or another, us post-modern Twenty-Somethings just can't seem to stop whingeing about the sorry state of our lives. But why?

I read Blog after Blog after Blog of young people crying out for happiness, guidance, help, understanding. What are we lacking? You read posts of people in their thirties and fourties and they seem more grounded, more content and not full of angst and suffering. Are they genuinely at ease with life or have they just been taught to supress it?

Is it because they grew up in a different world than us? Although we communicate more electronically, we are CONNECTING less and less. It's a lonely world. Also, we are living in an era of self-discovery and soul-searching - something that my parents' generation were certainly not encouraged to do. You just grew up, got a job, got married, had kids, and paid your taxes. Simple, yet equally as unhappy I think.

Whatever the answer, one thing is for sure: there a millions of young, intelligent, beautiful people out there crying themselves to sleep at night.

And it sucks. Big time.

3 comments:

Little Miss Faerie said...
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Anonymous said...

LMF, it happened to all of us who are now in our thirties and forties. The crying ourselves to sleep at night has given us the qualities you envy.

Remember how grim it was being a teenager? Be glad you're not still there.

And when you get older and have those things, you'll be glad you're not twenty-something. You'll be looking forward to being fifty-something.

The only problem is that your body starts giving in...

Cher Ping said...

oh. we (the over 30s) still search like crazy for what makes us happy. Some of us have brainwashed ourselves into "maybe that's all to it". others just think - "i'll find happiness later". most of us are what i'd call "a mid-life crisis in the making".



I agree that its a lonely world, and we are connecting less. but is loneliness just about communications, or is it really about being open, connecting and relating to people? I'd say the latter. If my opinion is true, then no amount of messaging, chats, mails will help, if everyone hides behind their masks.