CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG BUT, I turn 38 this year and I have realised , as a man, no one cares about you. Not your wife. Not your family. Not your friends. Not your workmates. Nobody. People act like they care, but deep down, they don't. You are on your own. Always on your own.
They didn’t lie when they said you wake up one day and just don't care anymore. No warning, no dramatic shift, just a quiet, almost peaceful detachment.
4 brutally honest reminders from Seneca:
1. Most suffering is self-inflicted
2. Stop putting things off
3. Stop acting like you’re going to live forever
4. Seek out challenges
Major cheat code for life: Treat everyone like you’ll meet them again, because you might. The intern becomes the decision-maker, the waiter becomes the investor, the competitor becomes the partner. Life is a boomerang. The world is small. What you send out always circles back.