Over the years, I’ve noticed that many people hit a stage where the roles that once defined them — career, parenting, even hobbies — don’t feel quite the same anymore. Almost like an old version of themselves is fading, and a new one is waiting to take shape.
I’m curious how others here see it: have you ever felt that shift in identity? And if so, did you find ways to embrace it, or was it more of a struggle?
Welcome! Same person through the years. Different roles, responsibilities, challenges, and experiences but still the same person.
Had a shift in 76, ignored it, same with every shift since 
Me too. Too tired from overtime.
I have and consider it natural and inevitable . Your question reminds me of a situation when a man who had not seen an acquaintance for a long time greeted him with the words: “You haven’t changed a bit” . “Oh!”, said the acquaintance and turned pale.
If the Person I used to be isn’t there anymore…Where have I gone?..What happened to that tall slim gorgeous blonde?..Hold on…If I look very very closely in the mirror…yip!..There I am…Thank Gawd I’m still Me 
I,m still on the old type batteries, but its out of the question to get a transplant to some of these new hybrid lithium ones that self charge
I have noticed a lot of change over the years. I like to think all of them have been for the better.
Life’s a journey, I’m just an old bloke with a freedom pass.
Human Timeline
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@QuintESensual Your human timeline makes me think of dogs’ timelines.
Anyone who has ever had a puppy - understands:
That was person was super hyper " insane " this one though can be caustic is calmer .
I was at a store a few years back and was chatting with a ‘’ kid ‘’ who had on an MMA club shirt . I asked him if he fought and he said now just training .
He asked me if I was a boxer / used to box as looked like one . I told him no I had a lot of street fights and used my face to block punches , he laughed .
Michael got it right. I’m a Lover, not a fighter
Give a Dog a Bone. And this Happens.
Dog-To-Human-Age Chart|639x608
We think our lifetimes are short.
Imagine living the short life of a dog. 
Add to that some of the bigger breeds are now bred larger then originally intended like Cane Corso , Rottweiler Dogue de Bordeaux , Great Danes , etc
So true. With a giant lab, mastiff, and otherwise glorious genetic mix at my feet, that chart often gnaws at my heart.
I recently read the question “Why is it that dogs have to live such a short time?”
It was answered, “Because they are such nearly perfect souls, they don’t need as much time on earth to work out the complex and flawed nature that humans have.”
“Flawed Nature of Humans” So True.
My Sis was invited and brought French Poodle breading to Dade County Fla. 1958.
Subsequently a US wide Show Competition Judge. [viz a viz. US Crufts]
Until she discovered.
Auto Sales were made and promoted. By giving a poodle, dyed to choice,
Many accepted but discarded on the Highway. Either Dying or Feral.
She took up the sword. 
And within two years of legal Huff and Puff, the heinous practice was made illegal. 
And this topic has simply gone to the dogs? 
“Surreal” posts Invariably Slipstream.
To that which counts “Reality”. In the digital age. 
Whatever floats your boat, until you’re drowning. There’s always someone on a surfboard to act the hero.
