When I was younger I was determined NOT to have a mundane, plodding along, cul-de-sac life. But aged 35 I'm poor and stuck renting a pokey flat in the arse end of nowhere. I've worked very hard and have a decent job, but not much chance of progressing much further in my career now. All I do is watch TV, listen to podcasts and read books, go running and swimming. I can't really afford to do much else. I'm feeling pretty hacked off and frustrated. I thought adult life would offer choices and freedom.
Aibu? How do you cope with the reality of the mundanity of life? And coming to an acceptance you'll never have the life you'd want?