Sitting around a camp fire drunk.
I'm 58. Got a couple of kids that are 12 years apart. One is excelling after a couple of years in jail. The other, I had to boot out at 32 cause he wasn't doing shit with his life. Now he's at least getting by. I'm commonlaw with someone who chased me hard after my last divorce, and she just turned half my age. We've been together for seven years and seem to be as strong as ever. Seems to love me for me instead of what I can provide.
Been in construction most of my life and started a gig that keeps me in six figures and is recession proof, ai proof, and will carry me through until I decide to retire.
Not that life is perfect, but there is hope for all of us.
Sorry. Know this is a ramble, but with all the shit thrown at our generation, I know it can be hard at times. Keep up the fight. Hope isn't always fleeting.
If the mods don't like this, delete. I know they get rid of stuff cause I don't fit the reddit sensibilities.