Lately I’ve been conscious of the fact that I’m not really great at anything- I’m not an excellent or even better than average singer/dancer/writer/musician/coder/athlete/whatever.
I think that’s probably pretty common, and that most people don’t stand out in life. I recognise that, yet over the last couple of years I’ve been nagged by a feeling that if I dropped dead, I would leave nothing of note bar my children. I feel I should be doing more somehow.
What is this strange unease and do others experience this? Is it a midlife crisis?! Am I about to run off with a younger man and buy a Ferrari? Is dying my hair blue and taking up competitive aerial yoga the only way to shake it?!