I’m feeling stale. Has anybody reinvented themselves?

Nothing dramatic or inspirational

Try getting an eye patch and dressing like a pirate! Then shake your tits and ass on TikTok like all the young kids.

Madge ?

Go blonde.

Get a sex or race change.

I cut off my dick and became a republican but it's not working out like I hoped.

shoot a movie with john Waters

I find new ways of having a panic attack everyday at work. I’ve only broken down crying once this week though, so I might be slipping.

Get a new haircut.

Ass rejuvenate!

Joined a local gay sports league and decided to pivot my work focus 12 year ago.

Result: Met my partner and ended up in a different job, both of which are currently 10 years plus and running.

We’re considering packing up our comfortable suburban life and retiring early to Portugal or Spain. Seems doable and this country is either getting scarier or the news is beating the fear drums.

Come out as non-binary

In a way.

I just don't want to become an artist. I see so many people with bad paintings, self published trash, terrible poetry - haiku if you please. This civic isolation seems to have made people go bonkers.

Several times in my life. I've lost 70 lbs, gained it all back and then some, then lost 100 lbs with gastric bypass surgery and exercise/diet modification.

Geographically: born and raised in SoCal, then met my first husband and we moved back to NY. We lived there for 3 years, hated it, and moved back to CA for awhile where I did some low-level office assistant work with a mortgage brokerage for awhile. Things got really shitty for my partner and I, we broke up for 3 months, then decided the only thing we could do (for the sake of the family, we had one kid at the time), was to move back to NY, which we did. We had another child and after a year, we broke up for good and I was doing single-parenthood for awhile. I've picked up and moved from NY to CA and back again three times with NO money but the amount it took for gas and food to get across the US. Also moved from LA to SF area, but that was a well-planned move.

Career-wise: I've done a 360 and went from Nursing Assistant to a Legal Assistant within the course of the month because I hated being an NA so much. After a year and a half with a prestigious (for that area) law firm, I was recruited to move back out to LA to be the manager of a health club, then was headhunted to go into Commercial Real Estate. I loved that job, but then 2006-2007 happened and many of us lost of our jobs in mergers. I then relocated to the Bay Area for his job, became a consultant and worked on short term projects because I was bored with what I was doing.

Got a job in local government after an arduous 2 year process of testing and interviewing in group interviews. I hated that job, it was horrible and will NEVER work in government again. I then got a loan processing job for about 9 months through a temp agency, but lost it when we had another slump.

At that point, after my unemployment benefits ran out, I went from gainfully employed to homeless, living in my car and turning occasional tricks for money, but eventually found refuse in a friend's home for several months. Decided to work under the table and get my health on track, stop drinking, etc. Was headhunted again about 2 years ago to work in Residential Real Estate as a Loan Processor (which I'm still doing now) making mad bucks+bonuses. I was living at my friend's house at the time working as an aftercare doula when I got the loan processing job, then moved out of my friend's house because I could afford my own, then pandemic hit.

BOOM goes the dynamite, my lifelong/sometimes-debilitating depression hit me again and while I've maintained my present job for almost 2 years (primarily because I've been able to work from home), I took up heavily drinking again and being out of control but enough in that I have been able to manage my workdays and even work tons of overtime for the many months we were so busy.

Now it's time for another reinvention - I've decided I want to move back to NY because I'm so tired of the droughts/winds/wildfires/high prices and no real family around. It's been a monumental task to contemplate because i had been hoarding wine bottles for several months. There are many reasons for this but mostly it's because have ONE recycle bin for 6 residents on the property and by the time i'd get my ass up to take out empties, the bin would be full. Also, no cleaning has happened for several months.

I decided last month that i really needed to de-bottle my area, take out my recycleables and at least get my immediate space into some kind of semblance of order so I can make plans on how to make my move by the first 2 weeks in October. My kitchen is clean and almost all the empties are out too.

Sorry this was so long, but I've actually been wanting to write all week about the positive changes I've been making. Oh, I also stopped drinking every night and now keep it to every third night. It's a start.

^^^found REFUGE in a friend's house, not REFUSE. Her house was fucking spotless, mostly because of her bi-weekly maid Rocio.

Sorry, it was r116-r17

i guess it's getting it out there more than if anyone might understand it's at your breaking point, you just have to see it and decide "fuck this bs. i'm done. Move on." I am. Re-Invent!!

r16-r18 was drunk?

forget it, it's lost on you. i told you how i re-invented myself, many times over at r16. Good luck. I had the best of intentions to help.

R16 types frau.

Have a great time trying to reinvent yourself with the assholes like to comment on semantics. Anyways, i hope you can see that over your lifetime, you can do A LOT of re-inventing when you want to. it helped me too, i am going through it again.

Yet i helped the guy in another thread. SHUT THE FUCK UP.

you know, you don't always have to be the attack panther when someone else comes up and give some advice. maybe just look at it from somewhere besides your own FL beach/bayou. Goodnight, girl.

Leaving this thread because i'm clearly not welcomed for whatever bunch of bullshit.

Spritz a little Fresca on your panty shields.

I think I am a couple of steps beyond stale.

Retired early a few months ago and came to terms with how it had been destroying my soul. I’m now busy (daily volunteer work at an animal shelter) yet free and have been doing work with a therapist to re-wire some of my thinking so that I’m calmer and don’t allow bullshit to upset me.

And after being approached about a new job (fully remote), my therapist helped me realize that going back is w terrible idea, even to a less toxic situation.

Now my partner is also retiring, having seen that, despite what we’d been telling ourselves for years, it isn’t leading to a bored, empty life.

To R27, You stole that line from Joan Rivers!!

Find something you’re passionate about!

Reinventing yourself is very difficult, but sometimes not reinventing yourself is deadly

That not-so-fresh feeling...

Still re-inventing here. i actually baked scones this morning, prepared dried legumes for the upcoming week meals , made a menu for the week and a shopping list - i've been cooking for the first time in a year and half. about to get the rest of the trash out of my house that has blocking me and making me feel like the shittiest human being ever. looking into different options to ship my meager belongings across the country. it sometimes seems like i keep hitting roadblocks, but i just look at another project and come back to the roadblock with a new approach or ask advice. just break it all it up into little projects. that's what i've been doing. if i can do it with 8 hours sleep during a 3 day period (insomnia), you can do it too. even get out a pad of paper if you have to write down ALL the shit that clouds your mind without thinking of anything besides you need to get it done. it's a first step, at least it has always been for me. i need to unclutter my mind, my surroundings, before i can see the bigger picture and make things happen. little steps lead to bigger steps.

I've done somewhat the same as R16 over the last 35 years -without kids or partner, but more melodrama.

Whenever I am on edge for too long, I come down by drinking and I do it badly. I throw everything away.

I am very sober when I'm homeless (two times over the last five years).

For Christmas I quit a shitty job, quit smoking weed, and gave up on booze. I won't tell you how I'm ending my smoking habit, because it's gross.

I should be evicted soon and I'll start over. There are plenty of shitty jobs out there.

r35 i have been homeless too. i'm not saying i am doing it right. or you are doing it right. it's just that we need to change or we...won't. and we'll end up somewhere we don't want us to be. i had to live in my car for 6 months, get sexually assaulted twice, flee a burning fire that enveloped 1/3 of my city.

You just need to do what you think will make the most change in your life. and that's what i did when i lost my apartment and decided to live in my car. i didn't make any of the best choices. but they led me here. and while i can't say i'm at the worst point at my life or best, i'm pretty comfortable once i take care of some DL issues lol. Sometimes it can be good to wander for a little. it kind of sucked but it was kind of nice for awhile when i was just in my car with my dog and my computer and laptop and wifi. that sounds stupid but it was freeing. i realized i didn't need to rely so much on everything.