
Well I have been moping around since university nearly a decade ago, been in jobs and got some experience but all my friends have moved on, married with kids and mortgages or moved for jobs.
I have been too addicted to games to do much about it, I now see I should have gone. Some of my uni mates and school friends are now in Oz/NZ. Two of them are doctors in biology and geology. One married an Australian so has a spouse visa and he is over there now.
Where as I have done nothing, except work, almost literally. No friends left to do anything at the weekend, I just sit either in my flat or drive back to my parents and play online games. I turned 29 this year and am worried I will still be doing this rubbish at 39 if I don't do something this year.
I listen to my Dad to much who is so pessimistic its unreal. Everything except a mortgage and dying in my home town is unrealistic :/
I cannot imagine living and dying here, if that is my fate then I want the Lord to take me now, everyone is right, this will be my fate unless I bloody do something about it myself!!!!!2!£@!!!
Been there, done it, don't regret a moment, was the making of me. Do it, do it now.
Sounds like you need found yourself a girlfriendWell I have been moping around since university nearly a decade ago, been in jobs and got some experience but all my friends have moved on, married with kids and mortgages or moved for jobs.
I have been too addicted to games to do much about it, I now see I should have gone. Some of my uni mates and school friends are now in Oz/NZ. Two of them are doctors in biology and geology. One married an Australian so has a spouse visa and he is over there now.
Where as I have done nothing, except work, almost literally. No friends left to do anything at the weekend, I just sit either in my flat or drive back to my parents and play online games. I turned 29 this year and am worried I will still be doing this rubbish at 39 if I don't do something this year.

Dont you guys have families? Not a wife and kids but parents, sisters, nieces and nephews etc
My family is my life, i couldnt do anything that would worry or dissapoint them.
Well I have been moping around since university nearly a decade ago, been in jobs and got some experience but all my friends have moved on, married with kids and mortgages or moved for jobs.
I have been too addicted to games to do much about it, I now see I should have gone. Some of my uni mates and school friends are now in Oz/NZ. Two of them are doctors in biology and geology. One married an Australian so has a spouse visa and he is over there now.
Where as I have done nothing, except work, almost literally. No friends left to do anything at the weekend, I just sit either in my flat or drive back to my parents and play online games. I turned 29 this year and am worried I will still be doing this rubbish at 39 if I don't do something this year.
I love how all these people think moving to aus/nz/us will instantly make you popular/more desirable to hire.
Some people have a predisposition to this sort of thing, of you have to ask to (or litteraly be told to do it) off a computer forum I'd say you'll struggle regardless of where you go in to world.
Unless you do something like the legionnaires which will force you to change.
Sorry to be honest here but nowt like running out of money half way round the world with no one to help you? (happened to a friends of mines younger brother and I've bailed him out)
KaHn
Do you get the feeling of just grabbing your passport and driving, anywhere... I have a real urge to just grab a change of clothes and just go tomorrow... not show up for work, abandon my rental flat and possessions and never return.
Is this normal? I think about this a lot.
I have rewritten this post as what I want to type is very dark and people will think I am depressed/mental![]()
Do you get the feeling of just grabbing your passport and driving, anywhere... I have a real urge to just grab a change of clothes and just go tomorrow... not show up for work, abandon my rental flat and possessions and never return.
Is this normal? I think about this a lot.
I have rewritten this post as what I want to type is very dark and people will think I am depressed/mental![]()
.I've had people suggest 'travelling' to me when I give them a bit of an insight into what I think and feel all the time. I always laugh at the suggestion, finding it utterly pathetic and pointless.
Why would you bother run? Surely just like everybody else out there who (even if it is very deep, deep down) hates their life, the number one issue is with the person that they are. You could go to the other side of the planet and pretend to be whoever you want to be, but deep down you will still be the person you have always been, the person that you despise. You are the sum total of your genetics and experiences and that will never, ever change. You can distract yourself with new people, surroundings and culture, but you can never change who you are no matter how much you try.
Also, if you cannot make a happy, comfortable living in one of the most propitious countries in the world that you have grown up in, what hope have you got 'making it' in some third world ****-hole who's language you do not know? Why you'd even bother is completely beyond me. If you feel that the world is **** enough that you must run away from comfortable surroundings do you think living in a mud hut with starving children is going to cheer you up? Please.
And what always makes me laugh at the thought is that no one ever, ever mentions the financial aspect. People talk about being able to start a new life on £50 or something ridiculous, but the sceptic in me thinks that this is either ******** or they have a larger safety net underneath them then they'd like to talk about. If I were to take the last £300 in my bank account with the thoughts of 'getting away' I'd:
*Almost certainly not be able to get out of Europe and
*Not Be able to do anything 'interesting'
*Literally stranded wherever I found myself. I, unlike the middle class children that invented this idea of a 'Gap year' do not have a daddy who can throw a few hundred quid at me on a whim to get me out of whatever stupid situation I have found myself in. Hell, if I did have such parents I probably wouldn't be in the position of considering doing such a stupid thing in the first place!!!
So no, I don't consider packing up and moving away. I consider life a dull, pointless, pathetic waste of time where I find myself effectively running out the clock until I either find a reason I want to live, or die. This is going to stick with me no matter where I go, so I opt to stay here, in the UK, a country that I know the language of, a country where I know people and I know the rules of the game, rather than chasing some thought that I'd be happier in a mud hut. Because poverty is bound to cheer someone who is depressed right up.
I guess you haven't read the thread at all.
.I've had people suggest 'travelling' to me when I give them a bit of an insight into what I think and feel all the time. I always laugh at the suggestion, finding it utterly pathetic and pointless.
Why would you bother run? Surely just like everybody else out there who (even if it is very deep, deep down) hates their life, the number one issue is with the person that they are. You could go to the other side of the planet and pretend to be whoever you want to be, but deep down you will still be the person you have always been, the person that you despise. You are the sum total of your genetics and experiences and that will never, ever change. You can distract yourself with new people, surroundings and culture, but you can never change who you are no matter how much you try.
Also, if you cannot make a happy, comfortable living in one of the most propitious countries in the world that you have grown up in, what hope have you got 'making it' in some third world ****-hole who's language you do not know? Why you'd even bother is completely beyond me. If you feel that the world is **** enough that you must run away from comfortable surroundings do you think living in a mud hut with starving children is going to cheer you up? Please.
And what always makes me laugh at the thought is that no one ever, ever mentions the financial aspect. People talk about being able to start a new life on £50 or something ridiculous, but the sceptic in me thinks that this is either ******** or they have a larger safety net underneath them then they'd like to talk about. If I were to take the last £300 in my bank account with the thoughts of 'getting away' I'd:
*Almost certainly not be able to get out of Europe and
*Not Be able to do anything 'interesting'
*Literally stranded wherever I found myself. I, unlike the middle class children that invented this idea of a 'Gap year' do not have a daddy who can throw a few hundred quid at me on a whim to get me out of whatever stupid situation I have found myself in. Hell, if I did have such parents I probably wouldn't be in the position of considering doing such a stupid thing in the first place!!!
So no, I don't consider packing up and moving away. I consider life a dull, pointless, pathetic waste of time where I find myself effectively running out the clock until I either find a reason I want to live, or die. This is going to stick with me no matter where I go, so I opt to stay here, in the UK, a country that I know the language of, a country where I know people and I know the rules of the game, rather than chasing some thought that I'd be happier in a mud hut. Because poverty is bound to cheer someone who is depressed right up.