If, by some unfortunate circumstances, I survive to 70, I am doing ALL the heroin!
Why continue to play it safe? So I can eat watered down jello, observe my faculties and senses diminish day by day, and piss my pants for another 10-20 years until I expire like spoiled produce with Matlock playing in the background?
Too many people living and working for a possible retirement that may or may not come are going to be disappointed that all they slaved and sacrificed for was to be a worn out husk sitting in a chair too far into decomposition to start living 65 years in.
My work has taken me to countless retirement communities at every socio-economic level, from wards of the state who signed away their social security, to the wealthy family members that the 1% throws away to die. The only differences are in the food and the common area decor, and some cheap tapestries don't change the reality. There are a lot of courteous smiles, but absolutely zero happiness to be found in any of them in my experience.
I call working with the intent to make it to that literal shitshow planning for failure.
You are not accounting for your changing appetite and priorities though. Willing to bet heroine sounds much less appealing then than now. Maybe stop holding back so much and just do a little heroin now?
Also, check out the 99PI podcast on the Model Village - it might give you some hope for better options, but I'm not too excited as our species and especially my country are pretty good bout fucking these kinda things up.
70? People these days are still in good shape at 70, I don't know what age you are but by the time you reach 70 you'll probably be today's 60 years old! I don't think we've got that many users on here that are over 60!
I work in hospice and have seen patients (and family members) 90+ who I could have mistaken for late 60s - early 70s. I also recently met a patient's wife who was 20 years younger than him, but was in worse shape and looked his age (82) if not older. Genetics and life experience are wild.
Spoken like a true 20 year old who has no concept of what health at 75 looks like. The alcohol hangovers will last multiple days, you might have a lung condition that prevents you from smoking, your circulation will massively shit the bed off stimulants (think racing heart, cold sweats, feeling weak, anxiety) and opioids... well, opioids might be mostly okay except for the constipation I guess. Withdrawals might incapacitate you for months though.
I agree wholeheartedly. My wife and kid have a standing order that should I get dementia, I am to be left in the woods very far from civilization. And just to make that less likely, On my 70th birthday I will be buying the fastest available motorcycle. And no helmet. Which theoretically should have me reduced to a wet smear on the pavement in short order.
The worst thing I can think of is for me to be a burden on my loved ones.
Hi, I treat people with SUDs and many of them are in their 60s, some older. Nothing ruins lives like heroin. Nothing. People just want to enjoy their final years with family but addiction rips them away. People lose limbs to heroin. People lose minds.
How about instead you just say you wanna kill yourself at 70? Say it with your fucking chest and stop glorifying poison.
The real issue is the absolutely pathetic state of sex ed in the US. A lot of these people probably grew up thinking that "safe sex" meant doing it when she isn't ovulating and somehow never learned any better despite living through the AIDS epidemic of the 1980s.
My better half works in a nursing home. The one she works in now is more "independent", she used to work in a nursing home that also had a "memory care" (Alzheimer's/dementia) wing.
She explains that the sex is rampant. Her favorite story was about a couple who would sneak into a supply closet to do the sweaty, wrinkly deed. But they weren't as sneaky as they thought, because they would park their walkers outside the closet.
What happens sometimes, is you have these elderly people, who have lost someone they have been married to for decades. And they're lonely, but they are surrounded by other people around their age who have also lost someone who was in their lives for decades.
Used to deliver medication to an air force vet at a nice retirement residence, would knock on the door and hear a woman go "teehee just a minute" and there'd be like two ladies on the couch in his living room space. Guy was living the dream lol
As someone in their 40s with a teenager, I'm looking forward to my 50s when it's possible I might get to have sex again. Because they don't have a bedtime.