I turned 40 last year, shortly after “making it” to my career goal: CTO of a hyper-growth start-up.
Shortly after my birthday, my daughter, who had just started middle school, was hospitalized because she was suicidal.
What I believe has been a midlife crisis exploded with such tremendous force, I thought I was losing my mind. Thank goodness for good therapy, which I immediately sought.
This is the most profound reconfiguration I’ve ever experienced.
I’m excited for the person I’ll be at the other end of this, and how my life will feel, but I’ve learned there is no planning for any of this. There is no white-knuckling any of this.
I’m relearning how to connect to myself and how to shape a life around that connection.
It’s not easy. It’s not close to done. It’s exciting. Terrifying.
To the author’s point: I’m not wasting this opportunity. That doesn’t mean I’m writing books or or doing things to keep busy. For me, wasting this opportunity would be ignoring the incredible self-reflection, forgoing the reconnection with self, and powering through the burnout and discomfort to keep on with plans I laid for reasons I’m not sure I fully understand anymore.
There is a peace I’m sensing, and I can’t wait until I’m fully aligned with it.
For those of you experiencing similar, I wish you the best. I think our best years are ahead of us.