At what age did you just stop giving a shit?

I'm 31 and I'm with you. In high school, I cared a bit. Now, not so much. I have a good job, a great wife, and no kids. My life is good and I really don't care what others think about me. My life is almost stress free and I love it.

I think it would be very difficult for anyone to not care at all what others think of them. Why zip your fly? Why be polite to strangers that you probably will never see again?

I usually wear my work clothes all day which include sweat pants, sweatshirt, and an old running suit jacket covered by paint, caulking, and drywall topping. I pop in the anytime fitness, change into my nylon tricot split running short shorts and tech shirt and hammer out 60 minute runs on the treadmill flinging sweat across 3 treadmills laughing uncontrollably watching Tosh.0 on tv. I then change back into my work clothes, shuffle out the door, and get in my 15 year old beater and head back to work.

So basically you're saying that you've hit the equivalent of 'HS senioritis' (aka not giving a f**k) only 30 years into your life.

Haha I was about to say that... I'm in senior year of high school and after hitting second semester I think I've already started the DGAF.

TBD

I gave a shit this morning after my second cup of coffee.

A worried man with a worried mind

No one in front of me and nothing behind

There’s a woman on my lap and she’s drinking champagne

Got white skin, got assassin’s eyes

I’m looking up into the sapphire-tinted skies

I’m well dressed, waiting on the last train

Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose

Any minute now I’m expecting all hell to break loose

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

This place ain’t doing me any good

I’m in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood

Just for a second there I thought I saw something move

Gonna take dancing lessons, do the jitterbug rag

Ain’t no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag

Only a fool in here would think he’s got anything to prove

Lot of water under the bridge, lot of other stuff too

Don’t get up gentlemen, I’m only passing through

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

I’ve been walking forty miles of bad road

If the Bible is right, the world will explode

I’ve been trying to get as far away from myself as I can

Some things are too hot to touch

The human mind can only stand so much

You can’t win with a losing hand

Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet

Putting her in a wheelbarrow and wheeling her down the street

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

I hurt easy, I just don’t show it

You can hurt someone and not even know it

The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity

Gonna get low down, gonna fly high

All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie

I’m in love with a woman who don’t even appeal to me

Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lake

I’m not that eager to make a mistake

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

Next step is to expect everyone else to g.a.f.

That comes in your forties when you think you are now ready to run the world.

Once you get to fifty then you truly d.g.a.f. because the first of your buddies(mostly the smokers) start dropping off and you realise it's time to start cashing in.

Problem is if you d.g.a.f. when you are 30 there will be nothing to cash in in your fifties.

Simple really.

old man in his 30s wrote:

I used to care what people thought of me. Used to be self-conscious. Used to dress well. Now I don't give a shit...HEY YOU GOD DAMNED KIDS!!! GET OFF MY LAWN!!!

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You're supposed to not give a sh*t about what others think when you are two years old. By the time you are 30 if you don't care at all about others you are a psychopath and right winger

Wise Guy wrote:

I gave a shit this morning after my second cup of coffee.

Well put sir. I think I'll use that in the real world.

After I got in a long term relationship

asdasd wrote:

I think it would be very difficult for anyone to not care at all what others think of them. Why zip your fly? Why be polite to strangers that you probably will never see again?

I care what SOME people think of me, but I HATE talking to strangers that I'll probably never see again. What's the point of meaningless party conversation with a friend of a friend of a friend?

Ditto to this and the senioritis. Idk how I'm getting a's and b's in college and running mediocrely for the xc team when all I do is play video games, sleep, and hang out with friends/gf. WTF is class? People actually do hw and have jobs? Hahahaha

Poor logic; not caring about others is extraordinarily different than not caring about what others think about you.

maybe you are schizoid?

It was sometime around when I moved to South Korea.

I can't be bothered.