• @[email protected]
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    2 years ago

    When I was 23, I was in a conversation with some teenagers and realized I didn’t understand half the things they said.

    The gap grew at 30. Teens and social media challenges? Planking? Chili powder? Tide pods?

    Now at 40… YouTube drama? Lil skizzle doing a pop tart on Biancas Insta made her reem? I don’t even wanna know.

  • Electric_Druid
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    102 years ago

    Well, throwing out my lower back bending over a table a couple weeks ago sure didn’t help…

      • shastaxc
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        22 years ago

        Yep. It hit me at 32. I literally wasn’t even bending over. I walked about 30 feet in my house and by the time I got to the couch I was in terrible pain

  • @[email protected]
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    12 years ago

    I’m not sure about “old” specifically, but the first time I really felt my mortality and the ticking clock was when I was diagnosed with sleep apnea, and realized that virtually every night I sleep from then until I die is with something strapped to my face.

    That was 14 years ago, and now I have high blood pressure meds I will likely take until I die and arthritis from working as a helicopter mechanic (those 9 years of piano lessons are sure paying off, lol). So I guess the new feeling of old is seeing the ticking clock and hoping it runs out before the general painful breakdown of my body progresses too far. When I was in my early 20s, I imagined I’d be unlikely to live past 60. Now I dread what my life will be like if I’m still alive after 60.

  • MüThyme
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    32 years ago

    When I was 21, and I got the first of my “arthritis.”

    It’s in quotes because years later it was diagnosed as an entirely different (and even more debilitating) disease, but I still effectively have arthritis a lot of the time, I just now also have constant insomnia and fatigue.

  • @[email protected]
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    62 years ago

    At my BF’s cousin’s 18th birthday party, a small family do at the uncle and aunt’s house. The living room was full of people 60+, so as 30 something young people we naturally headed out into the hallway to hang with the cousins and their friends. All these young people barely registered us and just moved aside to let us past, they didn’t even look at us, just carried on talking to each other. We got to the kitchen and looked at each other and just went oh shit, we’re old aren’t we. Grabbed drinks and headed back to the old folk, at least they would speak to us!

  • Fr❄stb☃️te
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    42 years ago

    When I got blackout drunk last week and I’m still feeling the hangover effects…I’m 29 for fuck sake! Let me do what I did ten years ago and still come out strong!

  • @[email protected]
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    22 years ago

    I saw the Coachella lineup this past year and didn’t know 90% of the lineup. My back started acting up that day. I’m 33.