The hardest part of the realization of mortality phase of life is saying good bye.
Good bye to the dreams that you kept in the attic of your brain thinking that "someday" they would come to fruition.
Good bye to the possibility of having a great body after abusing it for so long.
Good bye to ever becoming rich without the aid of winning the lottery.
I keep reading that it's possible to reinvent yourself at this stage in life. I think I'm slowly but surely coming out of it and accepting life as it is, but this is the hardest thing I've ever been through in my life. And I've been through ALOT of chit!