Making of a Midlife Crisis, Step 3

In <a href="https://medium.com/illumination/midlife-crisis-in-the-making-step-2-a488d88c763f" rel="noopener">Step 2</a> of this series, I broached the topic of feeling like I’m missing out; a haunting feeling everyone experiences in the throes of a Midlife Crisis. I’ll dig more into that here. When I was a kid, I wanted to be a wrestling star. My dad, brother, and I watched wrestling every Monday night, the one school night we were allowed to stay up late. This career desire could have arisen because it was the first real interest my dad and I had in common; if I made it I was convinced I’d have his approval, something all young boys crave. Don’t worry, this won’t devolve into a therapy session for me — the point is, I wanted to be something when I grew up. <a href="https://medium.com/illumination/making-of-a-midlife-crisis-step-3-d0d09e4b6bac">Click Here</a>