I'm 27 for the record.
Just feeling increasingly hopeless and that shit sucked when I was born and it'll still suck, possibly even more, by the time I die. Even if I live to be 100.
That humanity will reach a Star Trek-esque utopia eventually, but I was unlucky and born too early when everything's still terrible.
Personally, I have no idea if things will get better or worse in my lifetime. I have a dope-ass four year old son, though, and I'll be damned if I'm leaving a worse world for him. Nothing like a baby comrade to motivate one to praxis.
Plant a tree knowing you will not live to enjoy its shade.