Not harsh at all. I don't get fed up with it. I do miss the things I used to do occasionally, but periods in your life come to an end. I often think that had I known that the last rave I went to was the last, I'd have made more of it, but of course, at the time I didn't know it was going to be the last!
I went out in town for a night out a month ago for the first time in a couple of years and felt quite out of place. I had fun, but I kept thinking that that everyone seemed to be a lot younger and those that weren't just looked like sad old gits.
After a while, what seemed at first like going out and having fun actually becomes a routine.
Sometimes I wish I could have one of my mates round of an evening, but as they can't stay and would have to drive home, or if I went to one of their's would have to do the same, it's just not feasible.
It comes down to the fact that I chose to have a family. My priorities have changed. Some of it's better and some of it's worse, but I'd hate to go to my grave having not had the full experience.