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stoicmike · 4 months
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You only get to have one midlife crisis, so make the most of it. -- Michael Lipsey
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mymidwestheart · 9 months
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austinkleon · 7 months
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“Want me to call the bike shop and see if they’ll sponsor your midlife crisis?” Calvin and Hobbes, August 2, 1992
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dk-thrive · 10 months
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‘Everyone stands alone at the heart of the world, pierced by a ray of sunlight, and suddenly it’s evening.’
— Salvatore Quasimodo, from "Ed è subito sera" in Ed è subito sera (and suddenly it is evening) (1942 by Mondadori) (via Alive on All Channels)
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creativeheartfinds · 5 months
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Meet Existential Crisis Bob. Wrapped in his cozy yellow hoodie, Midlife Crisis Bob honours self-discovery and will stand with you through moments of uncertainty and wonder, brightening up your days with his unique presence. This will make a lovely Gift for your Friends and Family!
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kfedup · 1 year
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in the belly
One thing I’ve realized about myself over these eight years of being single and dating is that when my gut starts to churn and my whole torso and head vibrate with a particular grinding anxious energy every time I’m around someone, I talk myself out of my own knowing. I have repeatedly told myself that what I’m feeling is fear and I need to get over my fear and give people a chance. Tell myself that more will be revealed. Let someone desiring me be reason enough to keep trying.  This past summer after nearly two years of not interacting with any men, I did it again. A few months of spending weekends together where I was able to voice my lack of attraction and we shifted into friend mode culminated in a trip together that ended with a very dramatic emotional explosion (his) and we never spoke again (blessedly).  As I’m thinking about the possibility of spending time with someone I like very much, I am reminding myself that my body knows the score. That it’s not fear when my I’m filled with anxious energy head-to-toe. That’s my gut telling me that whatever this is, is not for me and it’s my job to say no thank you and walk away.  All this to say that I now understand this gut feeling is about needing to feel safe in every way with a person. We all need and deserve that. Safety might look different for each of us, but that vibe generator in the belly knows. I’m excited to approach new situations with this hard-won understanding. A little afraid, too, but that’s something else entirely.  This has been a gut check. 
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coolcomicbookcovers · 30 days
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hallow138 · 1 year
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This thing is out of control. I just found ice cream in my beard. #midlife #forties #myface #beard #lunchbreak #rhytids #misomaniac (at Reno, Nevada) https://www.instagram.com/p/CobKsjqLhxG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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missbcm · 13 days
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''I think midlife is when the universe gently places her hands upon your shoulders, pulls you close, and whispers in your ear: I’m not screwing around. It’s time. All of this pretending and performing – these coping mechanisms that you’ve developed to protect yourself from feeling inadequate and getting hurt – has to go. Your armor is preventing you from growing into your gifts. I understand that you needed these protections when you were small. I understand that you believed your armor could help you secure all of the things you needed to feel worthy of love and belonging, but you’re still searching and you’re more lost than ever. Time is growing short. There are unexplored adventures ahead of you. You can’t live the rest of your life worried about what other people think. You were born worthy of love and belonging. Courage and daring are coursing through you. You were made to live and love with your whole heart. It’s time to show up and be seen.'' ~ Brené Brown
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mrkmciver · 1 year
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#Midlife Defined
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thefailurecult · 27 days
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wordpimp · 1 year
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Midlife
Press record as you cum, then give it to me in church. I was really low down, really ministering to myself this year, all this past 50 headspace. But you're a loud one and that helps. I can't see my future. Is it a well, is it a grave? I suppose it must be fire. The way they keep burning him, boy in a blue suit, boy in thick coke bottle glasses. Towhead that I had become unbecome. My hairdresser says your hair stays put, and it does. I should condition. My rosacea may be from stress, or it may be from weather, or drink. Take your pick, I do. I am alive, a lot of the time, the sorrow of a family, working on debt. I wish I were in debt to you. You of all the voices, from a shadow, in the glass I tap to a paper thin wall. If you cut yourself shaving I want to see that. Pretty before death, like all of us.
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katereads · 8 months
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andylionfish · 1 year
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It’s that time of year again where I buy a fifty dollar oversized soft sweatshirt for my mom, and I buy some type of cheap manly shit for my dad. It’s small, but he’ll cherish it until the day his midlife crisis ends.
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dk-thrive · 8 months
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I went into the bedroom. I stared at the print... —a portrait of me at twenty-five, before I had failed at anything.
— Sean Michaels, Do You Remember Being Born: A Novel (Astra House, September 5, 2023)
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superlibranchick65 · 1 year
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If I’m Going To Be Honest
If I’m going to be honest, I stopped writing my blog because I felt I had failed all my followers. My blog was supposed to be about how I was thriving at 50 as I prepared to divorce my high school sweetheart husband. I was healthy, I felt true love for myself. My blogs were fun, I was fun, men were fun, dating was fun…LIFE WAS FUN PERIOD!… until it wasn’t. I thought I had it all figured out, in…
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