From party guy to father of three - who even am I
Ten years ago I was the guy who went out every weekend, slept till noon on Sundays, bought whatever I wanted. Had a kid at 25 and everything shifted. Now I'm that dad in the grocery store at 7am with three kids in the cart, worried about budgets and bedtime routines. Sometimes I see old friends living that life and I feel this weird pang but then my daughter hugs me and I can't imagine going back. But some days I miss just being able to leave the house without an hour of planning. Is that normal or am I just nostalgic for something that wasn't actually that great?
Identity crisis is real but you're not losing who you are, you're just finding out who you actually are when you're not performing for people. That might be better.