I have always thought of consumerism, the stock market and capitalist economy as unsustainable and wrong. But as most sheeple I just put it to the back of my mind and dug deep into the struggle to make a career (in engineering), getting married having children and paying a mortgage.
I knew oil was going to run out one day; my grandfather mentioned it to me back in the 70's when I was a kid. He told me I would grow up in an amazing time where humans will realise fusion power and travel to the stars. I've since learned that most technology development is just smoke and mirrors used to extract money from investors so more smoke and mirrors can be arranged along with a few expensive dinners and lots of travel to far away places to extract more money from investors.
Peak oil was introduced to me in 2005 by the CEO of the automotive company I presently work for. It was presented to all of the employees at a town hall meeting (annual business review). I felt like I was the only one that got it. And it hit me like a huge wave of panic and utter fear for the future.
For the next 3 months solid I scoured the internet to better my understanding of peak oil and it's consequences. Katrina, New Orleans and the oil shock in October 05 was all I needed to confirm it was real. I went into deep depression, learned and confirmed that my worst fears would most likely be true in the not too distant future. But most people I spoke to about it didn't or couldn't comprehend what peak oil (and overshoot) really means. Cognitive dissonance is such a bizarre human thing.
I then worked on convincing my wife that we needed to sell our house and get out of debt. She got prescribed antidepressants and we sold up in March 06. I invested the equity in oil companies, alternative energy companies and precious metals. Shortly after that the stock market took a dive, my stocks went negative and I just became numb.
I've since settled down a bit and just tried to take each day at a time and enjoy what I have but resisting the urge to go ballistic on a hedonistic splurge. If I wasn't married to a lovely woman and have two beautiful little children I would have borrowed money to the limit and blown it all on my most hedonistic fantasies and then blown my brains out by now.
So I continue to dig deep in a duel mindset (cool and calm on the outside and fretting like an abandoned puppy on the inside) waiting for hell on earth to slowly develop around me and my loved ones. One thing I can say is that when the going really gets tough I know I will be mentally prepared (or just mental I don't know) and I have a good sense of ingenuity when there are serious problems to confront, especially if I am mentally prepared

for them. It's the dread of anticipation that I don't like.