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How are you feeling about the future?

Buddy Bradley

Pantheistic solipsist
I'm finding it really hard to think about the future. I can't bring myself to consider any projects that might take a while to complete, either work or personal; I can't even start playing a game that will take weeks to finish. I don't want to make plans, or think about holidays. I just feel like I'm waiting for the next terrible thing to happen.
 
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or the Queen, anyway...
 
Yep, feeling the same really. Seeing a more and more divided society, people getting more and more unpleasent with one another, and wondering where everything is going really.
Nothing surprises me now, the madness of it all.
It's all going to hell in a handcart
 
I'm finding it really hard to think about the future. I can't bring myself to consider any projects that might take a while to complete, either work or personal; I can't even start playing a game that will take weeks to finish. I don't want to make plans, or think about holidays. I just feel like I'm waiting for the next terrible thing to happen.
You won't be disappointed. Went to see the illuminated bridges on Saturday and the city was heaving. Never seen so many people there on the weekend before. And so few with masks on the bus. Reckon we'll have the virus when it's cleared up everywhere else
 
Future, what future? My aspirations for the future are gone. I spend most of my days bored. I need to go to work again. At the moment I'm waiting to die. Life has become pointless. I loved my job, and I miss it every day. I am the old man sitting in the corner watching TV all day long, occasionally going out to do shopping.

I hate this, I want my life back.
 
I can see an end to the Pandemic proper maybe in a year or 2, what depresses me more is I can't see an end to being governed by self serving, corrupt, contemptible cunts that just get more and more cuntish every day, its really getting to me as I know without a civil war it wont ever change
 
Every disease you can think of came from somewhere and just exists in the background at a level that you can ignore. I think the same will eventually happen with Covid. The division, the sense of impending doom, that's all political. It's to disguise the fact that politicians prefer cash to doing anything about climate change, which is the actual problem.

We are in a never ending vicious circle of people voting for right wing governments because they're desperate to protect what's 'theirs'. This is an aspect of climate change that no one talked about.
 
I'm usually an optimist and always plan to do things "in the future". But for most of the last 18 months I've had a far more worrying threat hanging over me than C19 which completely stopped me being able to see any sort of future. How the pressure and uncertainty didn't send me stark staring mad at time I will never know...

Finally had some good news back in May (actually far better news than I'd dared to hope for) and am starting to, once again, think about a future. I don't wish to belittle other peoples' fears but, in comparison, Covid 19 hardly registers with me now. I do, however, now have the proverbial Sword of Damocles hanging over my head and will do for the rest of my life. But as long as it stays hanging up there I'm happy enough.
 
Vary between optimist to despondent (i.e. we're doomed - climate wise). When I think of the future it's not my future I think of but that of my son and granddaughter's.
 
TBH girasol, I think even the most optimistic person in the world needs to face the reality that we aren't going to meet even the half arsed measures we promise and the battle to avert global warming never actually started it just got talked about a lot.
The push towards green energy is really a push towards energy security, if we find a massive oil reserve in UK waters we will be drilling before you can say Boris is an arsehole... no fucking question about it.
 
I'm finding it difficult to step outside my bubble of home, shop, work. Those things I know about. Mrs SI thinks I need to get back in the world a bit (she's probably right, though I've been happier at home for years now). We're going to Hull today, first to an art gallery then on to all-you-can-eat at a Spanish restaurant. And I'm nervous about it - not only other people but me not ruining the day by stressing about everything.
 
I'm usually an optimist and always plan to do things "in the future". But for most of the last 18 months I've had a far more worrying threat hanging over me than C19 which completely stopped me being able to see any sort of future. How the pressure and uncertainty didn't send me stark staring mad at time I will never know...

Finally had some good news back in May (actually far better news than I'd dared to hope for) and am starting to, once again, think about a future. I don't wish to belittle other peoples' fears but, in comparison, Covid 19 hardly registers with me now. I do, however, now have the proverbial Sword of Damocles hanging over my head and will do for the rest of my life. But as long as it stays hanging up there I'm happy enough.
Pleased for you, I went through something that sounds similar (strangely same time period too) and know too well about that Sword, perhaps its why Im concentrating more on the more external things happening as a sort of diversion, probably not helpfull but just my coping mechanism, all the best chap
 
Future, what future? My aspirations for the future are gone. I spend most of my days bored. I need to go to work again. At the moment I'm waiting to die. Life has become pointless. I loved my job, and I miss it every day. I am the old man sitting in the corner watching TV all day long, occasionally going out to do shopping.

I hate this, I want my life back.
I’m actually really worried about you. Some of your posts have been quite out of character. And this sounds terrible. Talk to me, why are you in this rut and how can you find meaning again? Is this retirement related loss of purpose? Xx
 
I'm finding it difficult to step outside my bubble of home, shop, work. Those things I know about. Mrs SI thinks I need to get back in the world a bit (she's probably right, though I've been happier at home for years now). We're going to Hull today, first to an art gallery then on to all-you-can-eat at a Spanish restaurant. And I'm nervous about it - not only other people but me not ruining the day by stressing about everything.
I can empathise with this. I need to get back into the world, but I don’t want to be with people. The often cavalier attitude so many have towards pandemic safety/mask wearing etc horrifies me. I get stressed about it, but I also need to mix for my sanity. And I live in a much safer place than you.

(Ferens? Which restaurant?)
 
Future, what future? My aspirations for the future are gone. I spend most of my days bored. I need to go to work again. At the moment I'm waiting to die. Life has become pointless. I loved my job, and I miss it every day. I am the old man sitting in the corner watching TV all day long, occasionally going out to do shopping.

I hate this, I want my life back.
Why can't you go back to work?
 
I'm finding it really hard to think about the future. I can't bring myself to consider any projects that might take a while to complete, either work or personal; I can't even start playing a game that will take weeks to finish. I don't want to make plans, or think about holidays. I just feel like I'm waiting for the next terrible thing to happen.
I have a weird mix of the here and now (depressing) and the long term future (2-3+ years away, more optimistic), with very little thought of the short to medium term.

I'm not poor, but neither am I wealthy. My life consists of working enough to keep a pleasant roof over my head, 1 decent holiday a year, maybe a festival or 2, and enough shorter notice events (e.g. a night or 2 away with my partner, some good nights out, taking the kids camping, gigs etc) to keep things interesting. These are mostly things (esp the holiday and the festivals) that get planned & booked up to a year in advance, and "1 year away" is slap bang in the middle of that unknowable, all plans subject to cancellation at short notice kind of situation.
 
I’m feeling generally upbeat and positive. We are definitely over the worst of the pandemic, the Government is the Government no point stressing about that people get what they vote for. And re the climate- we’ll either sort out some kind of path through Armageddon or we’ll go extinct, but again, do what you can but you ain’t solving world economic policy from Meanwood, Leeds so no point actually worrying.

My boys are getting older so less stuck in the kitchen. I’m also hopeful they’ll be okay as they are grafters and have plans to make their own livings :cool: So glad my ex has stopped drinking himself to death.

I’m excited for future opportunities- travel, work, my new relationship. Might start a business at some point in next five years so I’m not tied to the nhs and can spend some time living in the States with the man, so that’s exciting. Going up to West Coast Scotland in a beaten up camper van this weekend- never been, hear it’s wild & beautiful, want to have a fire on a beach and a pint in a pub.

Can’t wait to ditch the work related plastic, but accept it might be here to stay!
 
I don’t think I have thought about the future, as in plans, for many years. Is this normal. i’m not particularly good at just living in the moment either though. But again, this has been pretty normal for awhile. I don’t feel particaly depressed or anything though. Actually in quite good spirits. The climate crisis and things like that, worried the shit out of me several years ago. But I realise I can only do what I can do and advocate,/gob off where appropriate. as for Covid. Honestly I have kind of stopped worrying about it except possibly infecting relatives when visiting. Not sure what else I can do, had the jabs, take precautions. What else is there.
 
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