Self Defeating Behavior 101

At the age of 46, I find myself enmeshed in the sophomoric actions of the middle aged. I'd like to let go. To untangle myself from their net. And I could if I just would. All it would take is a simple act, one of disengagement, one of giving no care, one of walking away. But like the frog who neglects to hop out of a pot as the heat is applied and simply allows itself to become boiled - I stay. I stay to watch, I stay, thinking things might change, that my intuitions are wrong, that these people really can't be as bad as all that...

And then all too late, I realize the water is boiling, and I'm the frog.