Our coworkers think we are dating

After all, not a person among us can live up to the herculean models of perfection we believe we’re to emulate.

When I was more susceptible to this stream of idealized images, I felt permanently inadequate.

The old me would’ve been too concerned with what other people Yeah, yeah, yeah that’s all true to some extent (especially the one about greyhounds… And, as it turns out, society doesn’t care what I do with my life.

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Maybe you’re supposed to change diapers while on stage delivering a keynote address at a conference that you jogged 20 miles to? I’ll let you know if I ever find myself in that situation.

I hate how our culture looks down on stay-at-home parents, criticizes those without decent jobs, maligns childless couples and single folks, and judges women endlessly and cruelly about their appearances.

That’s right, I’ve aged right out of striking distance to my youthful 20s and am careening towards middle age. Sure, I still want to be seen as a helpful, productive, creative, humorous innovative, nice (sort of, but not nice) person, but I’m not caught up in society’s judgements of me.

Aging has enabled me to let go of caring what people think about me and instead focus on who I really am and what I want to accomplish over the course of my life.

It was shortly after cresting my third decade that Mr. FW and I realize our early retirement goal is a counter-culture, non-traditional move and it’s not something I would’ve been comfortable with if I still cared what people think.

Frugalwoods and I launched our plan to retire early to a homestead in the woods. Letting go of caring enabled me to figure out what I really want out of life–not what society wants out of my life.And so, I worked to climb the ladder in my career–never mind that I didn’t enjoy what I was doing–I went to grad school so that I’d have an advanced degree–never mind that it was a boring slog for me–I dressed, acted, and looked a certain way.I projected an image of a polished, professional person.No one else will ever have quite as much of a vested interest in whether or not you were happy, or a good person, or fulfilled, or doing beneficial work that brought you purpose and meaning.Your partner, family, and friends hopefully want what’s best for you, but you only have yourself and God to answer to at the end of the day.I was a perfectionist with a rigid Type A personality (still am, but I’d say I’m recovering).

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