#AgingWoahs: What makes you roll your eyes the most when it comes to getting older? 🤦♀️ As we all journey through the stages of life, there are certain things that can really get under our skin when it comes to aging. Is it the gray hairs popping up like unwanted guests at a party? 👵 Or maybe it’s the creaky joints that make you feel like you’re auditioning for the role of the Tin Man? 🤖 Whatever it may be, I want to hear about it!
Let’s commiserate together and share our aging woes. From forgetting where you put your keys for the umpteenth time to realizing you can’t party like you used to without paying the price the next day, there’s no shortage of annoyances that come with the territory of getting older.
So, what is your biggest pet peeve when it comes to aging? Take the poll below and let’s laugh (or cry) together at the joys of getting older! 💁♂️💬 #AgingAnnoyances #LifeOver40 #GrayHairDontCare
I’ve started creaking.
Watching young people make the same stupid mistakes I did but swearing to me that the world is entirely different.
I actually get injured while I’m asleep.
Hurting for no reason
I feel like Luke Wilson in the movie “Idiocracy”
Looking back at everything I could have done differently
I used to love the winter. Not any more.
Having to have upstairs ibuprofen and downstairs ibuprofen
Coming to grips with the life goals that have passed you by. Injuring yourself by doing the most mundane things like rolling over in bed the wrong way. Dealing with the long term effects of the dumb decisions you made when you were young and invincible. Lowered metabolism. Planning for retirement and setting up a will. Getting hair in stupid places while losing hair on top of your head. Slowly losing touch with modern trends. Hearing your music on classic rock stations.
Slow healing
Knowing more people who get very sick and or die.
Memory loss.
Knowing death is getting closer.
The mind going. I forget names, get up to get something from another room and don’t remember what it was when I get to that room, and forget to return phone calls.
I can deal with the physical pain and slowing down, but I’m not happy about the brain stuff.
You can sell a car. Fix a house. Buy a new TV. But when your body starts failing, you’re pretty much stuck with it.
I’m 25 in my head and my 40 year old body disagrees with that
Younger people treating you like you’re worthless and they are great.
Friends die.
Physical things get harder when your brain doesn’t agree
I had a good answer, but forgot.
The older I get, the more invisible I feel when out in public.
hangovers
Then again, I should probably thankful for them since they are almost certainly the only reason why I am not an alcoholic.
Multiple reading glasses stashed EVERYWHERE
That my parents are also getting older, and one day I will have outlived them 🙁
That I don’t feel older in my head until I look in the mirror and think “why is there an old man in here with me… Oh… Wait..”
When I (female) run downstairs in my PJs something makes a slapping noise. I am yet to figure out which part of my body is doing it. Nothing made a slapping noise in my twenties!
I get sleepy when I read so I’ve switched to books on tape. Spent my life with a book in my hands, now I can’t keep my eyes open. I still go to the library often just because it feels like home. I’ll walk up and down the book aisles saying hi to the books, my old friends.
Wishing I’d stopped giving a fuck about what people think about me 20 years ago. The internal torture I endured when I was young and beautiful thinking I wasn’t cute enough when it never mattered.