Not talking suicide. But, I mean more like an age where you know you won’t be dating anybody and that you don’t care if you let some of your health slide. Get a little chubby, drink some beers that you never did before, smoke like you never did before when you spent years avoiding the stuff when you were younger.
Stuff like that. I think I might get into smoking when I’m more into my 40s or something. I don’t care, life would’ve long pass me by then, it isn’t like I’m going to be a successful individual at 55 or something.
I don’t think there’s a set age for that. It’s probably more of a mindset thing.
I drink, smoke and eat what I want, when I want. Gave up on chasing a new relationship and although it does get a bit lonely and I miss intimacy, I’d say I’m pretty happy where I am.
But yeah, I am in my 40’s and have been around the block a few times, so it’s not like I’ve missed out on anything.
But who knows? I might change my mind at some point. I was never too good with monotony and even this level careless freedom might grow stale in time.