Does anyone feel old and useless with age?
Hi, I'm almost 64.. I'm feeling old and useless. My strength isn't good anymore. Like it used to be mainly side effects of meds. My health is poor with cvsd. Osteoporosis, poor circulation, hearing , eyesight, you name it's going. I always took care of myself. Now I've gotten older and everything's wrong, my grandkids don't a want me around and they are little still. No friends to talk with or do things with. Why is it we spend our lifetime taking care of family. Loving friends to end up , old and tired. Useless.
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I think the comments about our children not learning Important lessons is so true. I grew up in a world of terrible racism. I thought it had gotten better and now I’m finding that it’s worse than ever. So sad. So glad my grand children thanks to family values don’t look at anybody who’s different as less. They try to learn from everyone.
Love your furr-baby pic! I would guess this baby helps you more than any meds can!
Sorry for your difficulties.
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Thanks my fur babies help me a lot. 🙂 that picture makes me smile.
I am 66 years old , don't have any mobility issues , have a clear mind I am only taking D3 1000 UI
a day. No other med's. Live in my own home work around my garden and pond in good weather , I can out hike
and climb rocky cliffs better than the younger generation. wear glasses for reading, Hearing is good. I suppose it is mind over body that keeps one going. And No special diet, eat what I want . I keep active and attend any necessary appointments I may have. to watch for Osteo. Ontario, Canada
I say, Congratulations! Keep it up.
Hi, you sound like I was and suddenly wham. It's like someone flicked a switch on me.59 was not kind to me. Too much of a stressful life. It's always good to hear someone is aging well. I just had a bone density test , I'm 92 lbs and tiny. I don't expect the best results
I felt young and had no problems until this last year when I turned 70. My body has decided to betray me and I now see a cardiologist, urologist, and a neurologist. Just after getting my eyes examined I found out I need cataract surgery. It just doesn't stop! I think my health took a turn after taking my parents in to live with me... the last three years of their life. Dad passed in February 2022, and Mom after hospice care for seven months passed a day after my birthday in March 2023. I have NO regrets about taking care of them, but I went months without sleeping as my mother got up 5 to 6 times per night to go to the bathroom. It took a toll on my health and my husband's health. He was wonderful with my parents.
So you at 59 are a youngster; I'm sorry you have had to go through so much. I hope you have a network of family and friends that stand by you for support.
Hello!
If you find this isolation, low self-esteem and loneliness unbearable then please how are you bearing it since I cannot but for living on survival instinct?
This rips me apart daily (64 years old) with only the need to breathe keeping me trying.
Never in my life have I lived alone before, probably making things worse. Reality is too real.
If you do reply, do not worry if you are depressed also.
Sorry this post is such a downer, but it is...
Best of health, Edward
I am not experiencing what you are feeling. If I may suggest something that may help is really focusing on defining yourself by whom you are instead of by what you do. About 15 years ago I had to deal with the same issue and that realization has changed my life.
I was forced out of the workforce by an on-the-job-injury. I was a professional pilot for 42 years and was very active traveling all over the world with a pretty hectic lifestyle. I had multiple hobbies and a very active social life. When I injured my back, the slow physical decline along with multiple surgeries caused me to eventually fail my FAA flight physical. All of the pilot certificates and ratings in the world are absolutely useless without a valid medical certificate. I was grounded in the space of about two years from date of injury and eventually was medically retired from my dream job of a lifetime. Of course depression set in and at first it was mild. After about 6 months it because overwhelming causing me to seek out a mental health doctor. He diagnosed me with Major Depressive Disorder (MDD). Having an actual name for my depression validated my emotions, but did nothing to alleviate my condition. When I went out I no longer had a uniform indicating my profession for all to see. Instead, I wore a tee-shirt and baggy pants. Everywhere I went I felt invisible. Being in my 60's many younger people scurried around me (being more agile) to get to the front of checkout lines because they actually had a schedule and a JOB! Because I was unable to do the hobbies I once enjoyed (SCUBA, etc.), I decided to use my life experience to help younger people who were struggling with academics. I also help veterans apply for their disability benefits from the Veterans Administration (VA). And, I volunteer as a poll worker during national elections. Bottom line... I had to switch gears and get in the right mindset, quit my "pity-party" and redirect my energy into helping others. Hope this helps someone!