I stepped out of a van wrong and completely tore my acl and mcl and partially tore my lcl (basically, fucked up my knee).
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Unless you are 70, that sounds more like a problem with lack of exercise and stretching catching up to you.
Not judging.
I'm a farm labourer. I work outdoors doing a lot of heavy, physical labour, so no.
I don't get it, the year on the calendar keeps getting bigger, and I can't figure out why.
I hear this question being asked more frequently
The Baz Lurhman's Sunscreen Song is correct in every way.
Kids have gotten more respectful to their elders in my opinion.
Stuff hurts more than it used to.
Injuring myself in my sleep
Holidays are a blur. I don't remember individual years anymore, and every year I'm started at how quickly it became Christmas already.
Ffs we're halfway through February already. I was just putting up the tree like 3 days ago.
Too real. Not just holidays, weeks and months go by and it's like "shit when did it get to 2025??"
Covid made it especially bad. Covid started five years ago. Started, like we first heard the term "Covid"
A girl that stopped me on the street to ask directions concluded the exchange with βThank you sir.β
Also, the waiters now automatically bring the bill to me when I have lunch with coworkers.
Time feels way faster as you get older.
It's also pretty grim that the people you know are either dying, dead, or have a life altering illness that comes out of nowhere. I feel like there's a funeral in my family once a month, rather than once every decade.
I don't distrohop or tinker with my Linux install anymore. I just install Linux Mint XFCE edition and don't even bother changing the background.
Me too. But I stopped hopping ten years ago and settled down on Alpine, Void, or Gentoo, based on how fancy the hardware is, and the use case.
To me, the hopping part relates more to tinkering and fine-tuning. Today I prefer things just work. I wish no down time on all my devices and servers, because who has time to figure out why my photo doesn't sync to my NAS, or dig up that piece of paper when my password manager does not respond because of the proxy service is down?
Tech also just isn't advancing and changing as much as it was when we were younger so it's not as exciting anymore
And when it does change it's to enshittify it. It's been a decade since I was excited about any new technology. I used to love it too.
I don't think this is true.
It's not exciting to me any more because I hate the way it's changing the world.
In the 2010s it felt like tech would save us.
I think it is stagnating. people having more access to technology based gadgets but the only thing that changed is earth abuse to support production of gadgets. So not only is it not saving us, it is literally killing us.
I don't get that at all. To me it feels like there's so much progress happening right now.
all my friends are either dead or my enemies
Male pattern baldness sucks, esp as a trans girl
Injuries take longer to heal and recovery from the gym is slower
Hangovers now take two days
Skin dries out much faster (though this might be due to E)
Lots of things like grey hair, moving more slowly, injuries that I would have bounced away from before instead hurting for weeks or months.
But the one that hit hardest was a breakup I had a little while back. She was the love of my life and I fully intended to marry her, and when she ended it out of nowhere I was sad, but fine. She dumped me, and it sucked, but I also needed to finish a staff report for a Planning and Zoning Commission meeting that night. So I moved on.
The thing that upset me most was that I wasn't that upset. There was a time in my life when I would have been a mess. But as I've aged, my emotions have become more regulated.
I miss being capable of that level of joy and pain.
I had a similar experience a few years ago. I haven't even tried dating again because trying to rework my life to incorporate another person at this point just sounds like a giant pain in the ass and I'm old enough now that it seems like everyone I meet around my age who's still single is living a train wreck of a life so it wouldn't be worth the effort anyway.
Nobody mistakes me for a teenager anymore.
Kids call me "lady"
I want to go to bed at 9 PM
I get excited for new appliances
It was when I tripped and fell over outside my house. The next day my neighbour said, "I hear you had a Fall."
Yes, when you're old you don't fall over, you "have a Fall". Everyone hearing about your Fall will make concerned noises. (I was perfectly fine! I'm not OLD old!)
Looks at a picture of a family dinner from 10 years ago. One third of the people are now deadβ¦
- Eyesight is getting worse. It's hard to read in dim light, and driving at night can be rough.
- Takes my body longer to recuperate from anything that it doesn't like - injuries, alcohol, upset stomach.
- Age spots. I thought they were just freckles but my dermatologist says they're age spots. I'm only 43!
Aging is funny, because there's always someone who thinks you're ancient, and there's always someone who thinks you're still super young. I was at a bar a couple weeks ago, and these two dudes were complaining about how old they were getting.... so I asked, turns out they were the ripe old age of twenty-eight. Which made me laugh a little, because 28 is still pretty young. And when I told them I was 43 they couldn't believe it. I guess in my twenties I didn't have an accurate idea of what people in their forties looked like either. Conversely when I made some comment to my parents about being middle-aged, they laughed at me because "you're in your forties, you're not middle-aged!". So it's all relative. My dad said something that stuck with me: you may feel like you're getting older, but when you're my age (he's 75) you'll realize how young you still were, and how much energy you had. And that's helped me be aware that even though there are some aspects of aging that I really hate, there are plenty of good healthy years left.
I like this comment the best. These points are all true, undeniable. Aging is funny cause you never can tell how old someone is.
I work at a liquor store with a college feel and holy shit I card everyone!!