Fun didn’t leave me—I left it behind in the name of being “responsible.” Years later, I realized I missed the version of me who played without purpose.
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Fun didn’t leave me—I left it behind in the name of being “responsible.” Years later, I realized I missed the version of me who played without purpose.
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It’s like you trade freedom for structure. Career, family, expectations—they all have a way of narrowing your emotional bandwidth. I started feeling like I had to justify everything I enjoyed. If it didn’t produce income or solve a problem, it felt indulgent. That mindset robbed me. It took time to learn that fun isn’t a luxury—it’s a lifeline.