Aging Kiwis - Deterioration, hard to spell... no effort to do. Tell your story, ask advice and respect your elders god damnit.

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Respect your elders for the shitty world they inherited you?

They had it all and wanted more. The world wasn't good enough for them and they shat it up.

Your "elders" are the ones flooding your world with pajeets and sending you to die for Israel.

No respect for you, you filthy pieces of shit. Death can't come soon enough so we can start fixing up your damage. Hope a H1B jeet/black nurse abuses you in your retirement home; that's the fate you deserve.
 
Your "elders" are the ones flooding your world with pajeets and sending you to die for Israel.
I think I blame gen X. Sure big money boomers, those few in power that is wanted borders gone so stonks go up, but those fucking nihilistic gen X fucks have been filling the political offices when all hell has broken lose. Boomers made it possible and their retarded kids slammed the red button.
 
Spent several thousand dollars over 6 doctor visits between 2 doctors, 3 neurologist appointments and 2 EMG's for nervous system issues just to find out all I need to do is take vitamin b12 every day to fix the problem. I asked a family member who's a doctor about this and he was dumbfounded no one thought to check my vitamin b12 levels years ago. He said that's one of the first things to check for nerve issues

I can't tell if they're incompetent or if they jewed me. I hate getting old and I hate doctors even more
 
Returning to consciousness with the immediate need for a piss around 1 hour to 45 minutes before my morning alarm is becoming very fucking annoying.
 
When you're twenty something, yes. When you're old all that shit will do is make you fat.
Creatine helps with brain function also, and you get fat/thin in the kitchen, not the gym.

I think light but prolonged cardio is where it is at when you are getting older. I was a roided gym bro at 27, a bit fat and tired at 37, and now at 47 I could outrun both of those former selves. I ran my first marathon at 44, with the goal of just running all the way, but it feels great to not have to compete with anyone but myself anymore. I still lift twice a week, but mostly just for fun and without a goal or strict program.
I also switched from full time sales to instalation at my job (with a significant pay cut), but now I get to be outside and build things again, and move around, instead of just sitting at a desk and I still do sales one day a week, but now I have more insight and I'm healthier and happier.
 
The time has come in my life when Beecham’s Powders are the biggest thrill of the week. 100 whatevermeasurements of caffeine, woo!

It’s a far cry from drinking, brawling and getting smashed on drugs back in the day. I struggle with half a lager now. There was a time when one of my closest friends said to me “if I ever fuck up my life and I can’t go out on the weekend, kill me”, and I replied “yeah, me too”. We’re both old cat ladies with no mates but the ones that live in our computers now.

At least you can get away with wearing whatever the fuck you want when you’re old (apart from schoolgirl outfits and underwear as daywear, take note, trannies). Still haven’t found out where those big stretchy nylon skirts, and the flowery dresses and smart cardigans of many an old person’s wardrobe come from. Maybe they’re passed down mother to daughter? Are they government issued once you hit pension age? Where exactly do I find enormous nightdresses that button up to the neck and go right down to the floor, made from polyester flannel?
 
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