A post on reddit in r/pics titled My dad is retiring today after 44 years gives us a glimpse into the, what is in my opinion, stark realization that a life of busting your butt to raise a family may not be all it’s cracked up to be.
First I will fully acknowledge that I may be completely wrong on this. It is certainly possible that this man is proud of what he has achieved working at his company, that he is proud of the family he raised, and if that is sufficient for his goals in life… well good for him.
But just give this picture a look and ask yourself, does this man truly look happy to you? because what I see is a man that worked his ass off for four and a half decades and now realizes that he is in the twilight of his life, and never really got to do what he truly wanted to, whatever that may be. He looks as if he’s looking through the camera, through the walls of the house that surround him and is instead staring head on into his own mortality, wishing he had taken more time to see the world or pursue a hobby or read or whatever.
I’m not saying hard work is wrong, im simply saying that hard work for anyone other than yourself just may lead you to this, gazing into the abyss wondering where your life whent. Think long and hard folks before you encumber yourself with the burden of a family.