anyone ever depressed over getting old?

Danbo said:
I say, sure it's cold, but there's NO mosquitos.
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Wanna bet? ;) :D
Those little critters aren't easy to dispose of. :eek:

Woods.. I would get out a bit, if the winter adds to the depression, get some UV lights. Also, write down 30 things you are grateful for. You can't be grateful and unhappy at the same time. Try it.

As for being 32? I am 21. Let's compare (In a friendly way) ;)

At my age: I am always carded. Police will tend to look down more at me for my age. I still have to deal with people who's mentality has yet to develop fully. I can't get a rental car. I still have 50 yrs till retirement. I still have yet to see my grandparents pass away and even my parents.

Here are some pros about your situation:

1. No wife means you take out the trash when you want
2. No kids means more income staying in
3. No poopie pants or bedwetting
4. Some women dig hogs and you're single
5. You are less likely to get tasered during a traffic stop
6. You are 11 yrs closer to retirement than me
7. You have a motorcycle, if not, atleast a M. License
8. You get to walk around the house anyway you want (I was careful K.V.)
9. You're single. Live it up. WOOOOO HOOOOOO

Go ice fishin'. Your brain will be so frozen, you'll forget what you were thinking about. Take it a day at a time, don't let life get you down and when you do get down, write down 30 things you are grateful for.

Hope this helps
 
here's a con answer in getting old
am i depressed about getting old--everyday
do i feel things get better in your later years--not at all
have you lived great years in your youth and better things are yet to come--not a chance

i am 53 and i know by many that is not old--but i have been layed off so many times in the past that all my savings are a thing of the past--be it the old guy layoff thing or what it doesn't matter now but all that i had is gone

my right hip and knee are shot i have to use a cane most days--this sucks

i have tryed to collect knives so many times but when i hope things will be ok i have to get rid of everything all over again

my hair is thin and grey,i wear dentures,i can't hear right anymore,nothing seems to work well anymore,no money and the chances of having it again are slim,drive a piece of junk car and live in a ran down rental house

do i feel old age is great--no it sucks
 
A sig line from a tactical forum I frequent goes something like.......

Do not be sad over growing old.......many are denied the privilege.


Larry S. (58 and going strong:cool: )
 
you guys and girls are awesome, thanks for the replys. Its just that i hate change, and getting old means change. Maybe winter has something to do with it, the short days. Ill tell ya, id give anything to go back to high school for a week, i sooo miss those days. crusin around in my gto, being cool, playing hockey, and having alot of friends around. Life was so different, awww i could go on all day, but times change and life must go on. I plan in spring on joining a few clubs and getting involved in more activities. I have a feeling these long grey winter days have alot to do with it, im happy as a clam when im flyfishing in april....thanks again for all the replys :)
 
Nope. Turning 41 in a few days and dealing with it quite well. I'm enjoying life...it only gets better!
 
I'm 44 and do not feel like you do man. Here, sing along with Bob, it will make you feel better.

Words and music by bob seger

So you’re a little bit older and a lot less bolder
Than you used to be
So you used to shake ’em down
But now you stop and think about your dignity
So now sweet sixteens turned thirty-one
You get to feelin’ weary when the work days done
Well all you got to do is get up and into your kicks
If you’re in a fix
Come back baby
Rock and roll never forgets
You better get yourself a partner
Go down to the concert or the local bar
Check the local newspapers
Chances are you won’t have to go too far
Yeah the rafters will be ringing cause the beat’s so strong
The crowd will be swaying and singing along
And all you got to do is get in into the mix
If you need a fix
Come back baby
Rock and roll never forgets
Oh the bands still playing it loud and lean
Listen to the guitar player making it scream
All you got to do is just make that scene tonight
Heh tonight

Well now sweet sixteens turned thirty-one
Feel a little tired feeling under the gun
Well all chuck’s children are out there playing his licks
Get into your kicks
Come back baby
Rock ’n roll never forgets
Said you can come back baby
Rock ’n roll never forgets
 
Perhaps you're in the wrong career. I'm 30 y/o and in the beginning of my career. I LOVE going to work everyday. I'm still young enough that most of my clients ask me if I've actually taken the bar exam yet. :D My clients are mostly good people who want to take care of their families. :) Maybe you're not happy with what you're doing for a living. Maybe you're not challenged enough. I think the secret to happiness is in feeling like you are making a contribution. If you are overworked, you won't feel that way. You'll just feel like you're struggling to keep up. If you are unchallenged, you won't feel like you are living up to your abilities. In other words, you will feel unfulfilled. If you don't like what you are doing, you won't feel good about what you're contributing. You are so young and full of promise. Get out and discover what motivates you.

Maybe you'll feel better if you challenge yourself physically. It's amazing what the body can do when pushed to its limits. You're 32 years old, you can do anything. Push yourself and see for yourself.

Don't go out looking for someone else to make you happy. Look to make yourself happy. You have everything you need all in one package. What are you going to do with it? :confused: ;)
 
HELL, NO!!

I look at each day through bleary eyes, early in the morning, as I get up to finish my last two weeks in Academy, and quietly thank the Gods I hold dear that I didn't awaken in a small, smoke-filled box, to the sounds of women crying and the words, "...And thus we consign this body to the fire...!"

I'm about to start my...hmm...third career, I turned 33 a week ago, and I'm having a blast! Last year was a truly humbling, terrifying experience, as I learnt that although I am an excellent Network/PC tech, I am a LOUSY businessman. My little world shattered, and the missus and I spent a lot of time holding each other, because it was all we could afford to do, and it kept either of us from chewing on a .45 slug.

Things gradually got better, and now we're back at the guns again!! I'm off to a new life as a Correctional Officer (and any of you that know me, NOT A WORD about foxes guarding henhouses, ya hear?!?), and I'm hoping to settle in for the long haul and, ultimately, retirement. I creak a little more than I did ten years ago, but I smile (wincingly, albeit) at the pains, because I earned every one of them, and wouldn't trade off a one. I occasionally stop and think to myself, late at night, "Geez...I'm an old man. I've got responsibilities that I never would've guessed fifteen years back, and my hair's starting to grey out, already." I shift uncomfortably, and worry for a second. Then I smile and put my icy cold feet on my wife's warmish butt, before rolling back over and pretending to be asleep. Then the beatings start...

Getting older? Sure. Growing up? Nah.
 
With the help of 2 beers and my dog at my feet...
here's my 2 cents why depression takes a back seat!

Depressed at your age? Forget it my friend!
I'm nearing 58 and I can't comprehend!
Granted, at age 20, I too was depressed.
I thought... 'Is this all there is... surely you jest?'
When I figured it all out, I was on my way.
Don't sweat the small stuff, enjoy life today!
Try not to worry so much of what was in the past.
What's coming at you in the future could be such a blast!
Savor each day and make it a good one.
You'll see you've done better than most in the long run!

Enjoy the past...live in the present...the future will take care of itself! ;)
 
With each day passing, my body shows its age
Emotions and thoughts begin to lash out and rage
Reaching a point in life I did not expect
My health and my age, I attempt to reject
Arriving at the next day, I see life growing short
Where is the stop button, how do I abort?

Body withering, as time presses on ahead
Thoughts of loneliness and fear, far from dead
Reaching these cross roads is an honor for me
Too bad my eyes are old and are unable to see
Withered hands reach out and feel the cold stone
It’s above my grave, where I shall wither alone

Looking back, Life was just a short little ride
It had its ups and downs like the ocean tide
Had I focused on the happiness that was there
I would have ended up here without a care
No regrets or hard feelings of my life gone by
I would’ve been happy, ready to die​

When ever you are feeling down, Grab some cheerios. Carefully place them around the sink. Next flush the toilet and make the swoosh sound. After that, make a Vroooooooooom Vroooooooooom sound as you race through the house like superman. Chances are after all that, you'll be too busy laughing at yourself (which I do alot) to be depressed ;) :D
 
"Everybody wants to live a long time but nobody wants to get old. "

At age 32 I was obese, had a terribly bad back, was under doctor's orders not to lift anything over 20 pounds, and couldn't walk a block without panting.
I was constantly worried about work and money.

Now at 58 I am eight inches smaller in the waist, did squats and deadlifts with my "bad back" last night, and can walk 20 miles tonight if I had to. I have my bypass surgery behind me. I am retired and don't worry about money much any more.

I am a better person at 58 than I was at 32. I have more patience with others, particularly my family. I am slower to anger but much better prepared to deal with violent situations. I am wiser. I have had my dream girl with me for 33 years now, and old folks sex ain't bad. I am generally at peace with myself and my God.

I have the most important job I have ever held. It doesn't pay anything but the rewards are great. I am full time caregiver to my 23 year old daughter, a brain-damaged hit and run victim. I can not do the hunting and fishing I had planned for retirement, but that is not nearly as important as helping Kim recover as much as possible and to live a satisfying life.

The rest of your life is not a bleak succesion of days stretching endlessly toward the horizion. Every time you think that "this is pretty much it", life will throw another big surprise at you. The one thing that you can say about whatever situation you find yourself in that is always true is "this too shall pass."
 
You know what the alternative to growing old is? :confused:

Dying young. :eek:

Considering the options, I'd rather grow old. :cool: :D

This is comming from a 44 year old with 2 knee surgerys, a 14 year old daughter :eek: , and a wife of 25+ years, currently unemployed, whose friends followed him to another state(and I don't want them here), hell I'm happy. :)
 
32?? LOL-My mustache is older than you.. I had a friend who used to take a bottle of Scotch and go for a walk in the cemetary, saying-"I'm doing better than everybody here!" when he got depressed.
Let me tell ya, son, You can tell when you got old, when you stop looking forward and start looking backward.
"I was sad because I had no shoes, then I met the man who had no feet." How would you like to have VG's problems?(Bless him.)
 
32 ??? My mother is constantly complaining about getting old and having more and more difficulties - but she's 93 !!! At 32 the youth days are over and you should have some direction in your life and acheived some maturity.The 30s should be one of the most productive times with the energy available and an understanding of what life is really all about.
 
Growing old as beautiful thing. It's just like everything else, a matter of how you look at it.
The only thing about it that gets me occasionally depressed a bit is not being physically capable of doing the things I used to do or would like to do.
 
A link to some poems by Ogden Nash brought me to this:

A Lady who Thinks She Is Thirty
by Ogden Nash

Unwillingly Miranda wakes,
Feels the sun with terror,
One unwilling step she takes,
Shuddering to the mirror.

Miranda in Miranda's sight
Is old and gray and dirty;
Twenty-nine she was last night;
This morning she is thirty.

Shining like the morning star,
Like the twilight shining,
Haunted by a calendar,
Miranda is a-pining.

Silly girl, silver girl,
Draw the mirror toward you;
Time who makes the years to whirl
Adorned as he adored you.

Time is timelessness for you;
Calendars for the human;
What's a year, or thirty, to
Loveliness made woman?

Oh, Night will not see thirty again,
Yet soft her wing, Miranda;
Pick up your glass and tell me, then--
How old is Spring, Miranda?
 
Ed you got me started on this...

Old Men
by Ogden Nash

People expect old men to die,
They do not really mourn old men.
Old men are different. People look
At them with eyes that wonder when...
People watch with unshocked eyes;
But the old men know when an old man dies.
 
Who was it who said, "I look at the obituaries in the morning and if I don't find my name listed I get out of bed."
 
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