For me, letting go of the malignant optimism that somehow things are going to plateau and get better, easier, less complicated, more affordable, etc. I think we grew up with this American idealism that all hills are surmountable with enough willpower, drive, belief in yourself, etc. However, you reach an age where there’s only so much you can do. I worked two jobs during the Recession and ended up with chronic illness due to being over stressed and overworked. What I am trying to do post-COVID, post-Trump, etc is mot care so much about the world at large and focus on my own survival and well-being. That’s all that matters now.
I feel like at this point I don’t have the time or energy to devote to much besides seeking a little professional, financial, and personal peace of mind. I feel like I’m getting out of a bad relationship with myself. I’m letting go of the life I feel I should be living and and just being pragmatic—living the life I am in. I’m no longer going to live like none of this should be happening—or that if I just hold on long enough, things will improve. Right now I’m working on selling off a lot of unnecessary belongings, getting my finances in order, and living a more simple, uncomplicated life. If at the end of the day my basic needs are met, great.
Also, for those who keep recommending counseling, psychiatrists etc—if you need medical help, get it—but if you know what you need to do, do it. Telling someone who is paid to listen and pretend to care is just a waste of time. It’s not going to change your reality. Action and wise, and usually difficult decisions are what make the difference. Telling someone about it over and over is just mental masturbation.
For all the big talk from others, most people are not concerned about your well-being unless it’s convenient. I think as gay men, some of us are able to get by with our Peter Pan Syndrome longer than others, but there comes a time when we all have to grow up and realize life is not fabulous just because we pretend it is on social media. But the opting out is not the answer—getting real is.
Sorry if this comes off as nihilistic, but this is the reality I’ve had to work through myself the past couple of weeks and it’s kind of like a grieving process—letting go of magical thinking “this isn’t happening”—and facing reality head on is the only choice.
At the same time, it’s kind of freeing,, because living in a kind of belief system that doesn’t exist is a kind of prison of suspended animation, always waiting for a bright new day that’s just around the corner. The only bright day is the one you make. Start working on yours.