Nothing to Complain About:

DAY 6:

This concept comes up for me from time to time. Usually when I’m presented with a scenario of another human being who has experienced great adversity and managed to dig deep to find themselves and come out the other side with a new outlook on life. A philosophy, a religion that they own and wear consciously on their person. I have this same thought when I think about the upbringing my wife had compared me and how much more challenging it was for her. Yet, she is the one with the more positive, go-getting and visionary outlook on life. Life tests clearly help to forge but what happens if we aren’t tested enough or at least as greatly as others might be. Does mediocrity then become the nemesis of white, middle aged, middle class man?

Suicide rates are amongst the highest in this demographic in the UK. Why?

I often wonder what I’ve got to complain about. I have a good life…a lovely family, a home in an area where we wanted to live, a creative outlet from which I co-founded a business with my wife and so on. There are still challenges that come up and we have experienced some losses along he way but these have been a part of our own lessons of mortality and out of our control. What is it about my demographic that struggles with the day to day or is this what it means to get older? I have a lot of questions and as I mentioned in one of my earlier posts, I chose to look at myself and ask these questions - perhaps that’s why I know where to look, I don’t always have the answers but I do lift the stones.

To be continued tomorrow…