Thursday, January 25, 2018

The Uncomfortable Feeling Surrounding Growing Older

Of course nobody likes to grow old, inevitable as it is. Who wouldn't want to stay in the prime of life until the world decides it is done with you. Dying isn't really the problem though it is scary to not know what happens after if anything. It boils down to the need to be in control of ones own destiny, so not knowing exactly what happens when you die makes you feel some anxiety. Even for a person like myself who doesn't really believe in God there is a small belief that there is something after. It feels illogical to think that you, the essence of you, just stops. But who knows for sure. It is probably best to let tomorrow per say take care of itself and concentrate on to day, in other words life as it is. Back to the fact that nobody likes to grow old. The human body is a messy thing, full of noises, odors and various yucky discharges all happening when you are healthy and youthful. As a younger version of yourself you can usually keep all of these various external parts of being human under control to minimize embarrassment; granted these things never embarrass some of the human population. If you are a bit sensitive about being human and all of the things that make up your functioning body, getting older might be a little stressful. You might become a bit gassier than you are used to and unable to control when and where that gas escapes, lord that is embarrassing. Your body might have odors that is didn't have before even with vigilante showering and other hygiene, darn is that me I smell? And by all means be careful of excessive laughter, sneezes, etc.; just makes a person want to never drink anything. They can flaunt bladder control products all they want, does not make it any easier on the psyche. All of these worries as you get older makes things difficult, worrying that you are clean, well groomed, and actually got your clothes on correctly. Sometimes you feel like it would be easier to grow old away from the world like a hermit or something. Where if you didn't keep up the proper hygiene you would not offend anyone and as you start to turn into a wrinkled caricature of yourself the only way you would know is in a reflection of a mirror, totally avoidable. Oh not to see the fact you are getting older in the eyes of another, what a blessing that would be, and even bigger blessing would be to not have these flesh bags we call bodies deteriorate with time so that when our spirits are ready to leave this world we could do it with some dignity.

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