As a kid I wanted to be a Will Wright or Sid Meier or John Romero

Now I'm just happy anybody at all plays my games lol

tbh even making a friend seems out of reach

I wanted to move to Alaska and be an adventurer or a animal vet. Now I just want my own apartment.

Mine have actually gotten progressively more wild. First it was just having a stable job where I could afford basic comforts. Then, realizing happiness in that scenario is a pipedream, I moved onto changing my sex/gender and overthrowing capitalism. Now I’m trying to learn necromancy and how to kill god with the power of friendship.

As a kid I wanted to be a doctor, veterinarian, or anthropologist with a countryside home and sporty car. Now I do eco-Marxist urbanism and want an urban homestead with a few livestock pets and a cargo bike. The pay is a third of what I wanted to earn but I measure my success by my gardens and how they change my city. Everything has been conditioned by climate change and economic collapse, so my goals are realigned to be a comfortable solarpunk life. By 2050 a really optimistic goal is being able to still drink a weekly coffee I grow myself.

Seeing as how I thought I could seize control of the world when I was younger, my current dreams of "Not dying" and "live comfortably" are noticeably more mundane

I just want to be content

As a child, I was immiserated and despised so dramatically by my peers, and failed so drastically by the institutions around me that I wanted nothing to do with contributing to this "American society". I wanted to do anything in my power to ensure I gave exactly as much care and love to this place as it gave me.

Now I'm normal I guess and I have basic goals idk

I wanted to be a paleontologist as a kid. Still love dinos ....which is kinda cool. I also worshipped Satan for a hot moment and Tiamat as a teenager.

Now I just hope I can keep working a chill office job or maybe get my youtube channel to take off.

I might become a woman I guess.

Oh I still pray sometimes.

I think that's just part of being an adult. You have fewer possible futures when you're older, plus you have a better sense of who you are. I wanted to be a power ranger until I was like 10.

Literally my only life goal now is to “get a job and move out of my parents basement”, and even that is way too ambitious.

I want a job, but porky’s such a perfectionist he will only hire the creme de la creme for everything. Why settle when everyone is a fucking prodigy these days?

Most of my life in school was spent being told not to get pregnant young and to get a job to build a good career. I bought into it, and now I have a good career, but I would trade it all in for a family in a heartbeat. The prospect of that ever happening is disappearing quickly.

I appreciate this is kind of "coal mine enjoyer" shit but it's the dumb bullshit truth of my life goals changing.

No, in my youth I really wanted a 9 to 5 factory job for a life of peaceful consumption. Instead my young adulthood consisted of surviving a series of exploitative room-and-board situations in remote areas at the mercy of some real characters, until I got on disability. Now I'm a late-blooming artist who can't stop thinking of revolution. I can't have what I was led to believe was a normal life no matter what.

I just plan to survive another day at this point.

I wanted to be a physician. Now I just want a decent paying job to get me and my wife out of poverty. I sometimes still mourn what might have been.

I also don't think I necessarily have the disposition to be a physician. I'm very compassionate and empathetic and I don't think I'd be able to handle it emotionally. I know that sounds like a humblebrag, but it isn't meant to be.

As a kid I wanted to be a world historical figure (one that might have been a cringe tech lord).

Now I just want to be next Vladimir Lenin. Crazy how we’re brought back down to earth as we get older.

I went from delusions of grandeur to a profusion of languor.

My life goals have never been grand. I was chastised in my teen years for not having big dreams. I just wanted a simple life with an income enough to live. Granted I never even lived up to that thanks to many maladies that plague my life, but that's all I ever wanted.

When I was a kid my goal was absolutely not move to China, but here we are now.

Yeah, mostly because of disabilities. I originally wanted to be a vet but knew I wouldn't be able to do graduate college, especially since I couldn't get hired to save my life for experience.

For a couple years, my childhood life goal of being a prominent scientist was fading as I underachieved academically, and I didn't come to terms with it until I fully embraced my new radical (and poorer) self as part of an anarchist collective.

But there was another turnaround point, where I started to realize how dumb most capitalist bosses are. Now I want to start housing land trusts and get workers' co-ops off the ground, and go on a bunch of commune-building adventures.

If anything, the plot has gotten less mundane.

I wanted to go into field biology and conservation, see the world, live in exotic places. Went to school, discovered that PhDs can take 8+ years while you make barely enough to live on, then the job market is brutal and you spend all your time working and having to delay life milestones like relationships and family while also being on the front lines of what civilization is doing to the natural world.

Instead I went into international development and make more but also discovered that vast sums of money are being spent on what amounts to window dressing. My goals have been gradually eroding over the years to the point where it's "accomplish literally anything with tangible value to anyone."

Now I'm wondering what would've happened if I'd just become a baker or, failing that, a crusty van dwelling hippy who talks to crows.

I just want to live close to my friends in a walkable city. For a bit there it seemed like kitchen table polyamory was going to be achievable ❤️ but that fell apart and now I just want my own place.

Work has gotten pretty mundane but free time has improved from being a child and spending most of it in front of the TV.

As a teen I wanted to be a genetic engineer and create little fuzzy pink dinosaurs.

Now I just want my knees to keep working. In my dreams the pain would lessen, too.

When I was a kid, my dream job was Nazi Hunter.

Yeah, that didn't work out. (What's even the point )

Now I would just like to be 5% less disabled.

yeah i wanted a career and partner. fell off the career thing, lost the partner and have no path toward sustainable labor or irl friendship let alone anything deeper. now i just wait to die of something faster than covid.

I used to dream about getting head from two super horny twenty something’s in a hot tub. Now it’s two nearly forty’s who are really just humoring me.