Lately, I’m really starting to notice that I’m aging. Honestly…I’m not sure at this moment how i feel about it. I threw out my mattress (waiting for the new one to be delivered, it’s been delayed) so I’ve been sleeping on the couch and sometimes on the futon. I’ve been waking up these past few days feeling very stiff. My neck hurts.
I’ve also started to notice, sigh, sunspots (liver-spots?) on my face and hands. I’ve always had freckles, especially during the summer, but this year they’re not fading! TBH, I’m feeling pretty self conscious about them.
You're very pretty. & you've got a good heart!
I appreciate that, but I’m starting to look more and more like a Dalmatian.
Post by lovekittens on Mar 16, 2023 23:58:57 GMT 1
I'm almost 53, got divorced three years ago. It would be nice to die peacefully in my sleep while I'm still healthy. I don't see the point of suffering and struggling if I'm old and alone. I've kind of given up on the idea of finding another person who's interested in me. I look younger than my age. I just don't fit anywhere. At least that's how I feel today. Other days I'm slightly more optimistic.
I'm cool with getting older, but sometimes the reality of it bitchslaps you.
Our kid took the subway to school solo for the first time today. When I asked how it went they said it was quicker. I was confused. They were happy to clarify that we didn't slow them down on the way to the station.
Post by sandgrounder on Oct 11, 2024 22:00:52 GMT 1
With aging you must have a degree of acceptance. Just because you're older it doesn't necessarily mean that you can't do what you used to do, you may just have to make adjustments. It would be unrealistic, for example, for you to drive in the same manner or the same car as you did when you were a teenager. The problem I have is that I'm now driving a clown's car. It makes various noises everytime it moves, bits fall off at inopportune moments, I have no control over it back-firing, and the exhaust fumes bring tears to your eyes
Turning 50 next month, and have reached a point in my life, whete ai am more confident than ever - also more broke than ever, because I have gotten real adult interests to spend my money on: New windows, new front door and new door to the garden! It gets not more adult now! Ohhh maybe an adult-bonus is, that I’m thrilled about my home improvement! Yes, I have become ONE OF THOOSE! 20 or even 10 years ago, I would have hated to spend money on stuff line that…
Also my joints are aching - and my hair is turning grey.
Taking a glance through the forum and came across this one...
My birthday is in 2 days and while I don't feel 42 and I don't look 42... My dad is 30 years older than me and I worry more about his age and his less functioning heart. And then I wonder where I will be in 30 years...