In the spirit of the guy who started a thread about being single, I thought I'd share my own experience that I'm going through right now. It sounds stupid to say, but I really think it's a quarter-life crisis.
I'm 28 years young. I'm employed as a city planner in Indy. I do well for myself, definitely not rich, but not struggling, either. I'm at this point after having lived from 1997 until 2000 following Phish around the country, living out of a van, and having the time of my life. I did a lot of drugs in that time, mainly the psychedellic stuff, but haven't touched anything like that in years.
After Phish tour, I decided I desperately wanted to settle down and live a normal life, so I did. I met a girl, moved from DC to Indianapolis, started college, and lived a completely normal life for the next six years. I ended up marrying that girl, but divorced within a year. That was about a two years ago.
Where I find myself now is wanting to return to my wild roots, but knowing I can't. I don't mean the partying and the drugs, I mean the freedom and the aloofness with which I used to approach life. I feel like my entire life is planned, and it's making me miserable. Spontaneity is a word I don't even understand anymore. I'm married to my job, and even though I usually have plenty of vacation time, I never get to use it. I've been working a professional job for three years now, so it's not the fact that I'm employed, it's something else.
I feel like I have all of these conflicting feelings. I crave emotional connections to women, but I get bored quickly, and I end up feeling like that connection is a complete burden. Maybe I just haven't found the right girl yet. All of my friends are getting married and having kids- I desperately want kids...desperately - and I'm going the opposite way.
Maybe I just need a change of scenery... a new place to live. I've never lived anywhere in my life as long as I've lived here in Indy. I have no family here, but I do have friends whom I love very much. The idea of leaving is very sexy, but I have a house that I have to keep and can't rent out for the next three years. I feel trapped, bogged down, and bummed out. This should be happening when I'm 45, not 28.
Can anyone identify with what I'm saying?