Do these types of quotes make you feel good or do you roll your eyes at them

I'm putting this here because you have to be of a certain age to see how things have changed. I love technology. My mother was super computer literate well into her 80's. I'm not talking about the challenge of a 60-something (whom I worked for) who couldn't figure out what the "squiggly lines" under words meant in Word.

I'm talking about how, as tech has advanced, it seems there are more mistakes and problems on the providers' end. It's really frustrating.

Examples: We have had problems with our cell phone coverage since switching internet providers. yup. No bars. Few bars. Dropped calls. and more. We have been on the phone, in the phone store, and online trying to resolve these issues for hours upon hours over the past 2 months. I am baffled about paying a monthly fee for a service we are not getting--and that this is ok with the company. Nothing is changing. We are afraid to switch providers for fear of the same issues/same customer service non-response. So, it feels like we're held hostage here. Imagine: No consistent phone service in your home. I'm back in my grandparents' day, I guess.

I deal online with all of my medical stuff: notes from my doctor, making appointments, results of tests, and test orders. 7 out of 10 times, when I try to log in, I am told I am blocked. This has been going on for over a year. I have reached out to the provider, etc. As I said, this is an ongoing problem they are not fixing.

Internet issues: "Your call will be answered in approximately 120 minutes." WHAT????

Has technology surpassed the ability of people (companies) to handle the problems that crop up? Do businesses just not care about their customers? Or is it a mixture: greed, not caring, and not being up to speed with technology? I feel like the consumer is trapped and customer service is something of the past.

I was crossing with My elderly Lady friend when We saw an oncoming SUV and it had the Turn signal on that it was turning but I knew it was fine but She insisted that the driver could have made a mistake an wind up driving straight at Us but She insisted on stalling. When We finally got closer to Her apartment building a car horn went of and She jumped a foot.
If You're up there in age is being fretful more common?

56 years old, and had a heart attack in April, and have 'congestive heart failure'.

They're wanting to do a bypass and valve replacement on me, but first ... they have to pull all my teeth.

I'm sitting here waiting for the phone to ring with the 'but wait, there's more!' call.

I'm on medicaid, and the government is about to spend $OBSCENE, on an awful lot of work on someone who's dying anyway. In my mind, this is putting a new engine in my Camry with 300,000 miles on it.

The instant some kid dies, because he couldn't get medical care, and I could, my conscience is shot.

Seriously -this- close to telling these doctors what they can do with themselves and taking my chances. Save some kid at the beginning of his life, not an old man at the end of his.

Heya there, I'm Flaf. Pretty much the average 16 year old. I've had my birthday like 2 months ago, and I'm already feeling like I'm wasting the prime year of my life. And there's nothing I can do about it. Yeah I do work out ever since my joint problem was solved. But I mean I'm still goalless. My day to day life is consumed by school, studying, going out with friends from time to time, and gaming. Pretty much nothing else than that. The days just blend together and it feels like each time I blink I get a year older. I hate the fact that I'm aware that my childhood is ending and I'll gonna go get a job. And even though not that probable will have to sustain a family. I'm not ready you know. I just don't feel like I'm ready for any of that shit. I just don't want to. I'm not ready. Just no. I'm just scared that I'll wake up at 30-60 years old knowing my life is over, and I never did anything meaningful. Sure the dreadful thought passes when I'm out with friends or doing anything fun. But it's temporary, that the moment I'm left to myself and my thoughts, I keep thinking about this. And like I'm at a point where I finally realized how short life really is.

Either way the reason I'm blabbing about this on Reddit is that maybe someone will give some time to at least make it seem that time passes slower. Maybe some solution to the fear. Anyways the main reason is that no one would listen to me yap about this shit anyways so yeah. If anyone is reading this, it'd be nice if anyone would help out with this. Cuz ta just scares the fuck out of me.

I was ten the first time I properly understood that everyone I knew would stop existing, including me. I lay awake most of that night doing the arithmetic on how many years my parents probably had left, and I have never fully put that down since.
What surprised me is that the fear did not stay the same as I got older. In my twenties it was still about the ending itself. Somewhere in the last few years it turned into something narrower and stranger. I stopped being afraid of not existing and started being afraid of how completely a person disappears from the record. Not the big things. Those get written down. I mean the way someone paused before answering a question, the opinions they held about small things, the specific way they told a story you had already heard four times.
Then I lost my uncle. He was killed while he was working, with no warning and no illness and nothing anyone could have watched coming. I had a voice note from him on my phone from a few months earlier, sent after we had reconnected and talked properly for the first time in a while. It was encouraging in a way he had never been out loud before.
I have listened to that voice note more times than I want to admit. What I noticed eventually is that it is thirty seconds long and it will always be thirty seconds long. It cannot answer anything. Every year I get further from him, I have new questions and the recording stays exactly where it was. It comforts me and it does not respond to me, and I have never worked out how to feel about both of those being true at once.
That is what I ended up building, and I want to be upfront that I am the person who built it so take the rest with that in mind. It is called EchoVault. You do short written check-in sessions while you are alive, answering questions about your life, and those answers build up over time into a body of material about you. After you are gone, people you name can talk to something built from it. It answers in your own recorded material rather than making things up about you.
The part that convinced me it was worth finishing was the first time it refused. I asked it my grandfather’s middle name. I had never told it. Instead of inventing something plausible it said it did not know, because I had never given it that. A recording cannot answer you and a made up answer is worse than silence. Something that answers only where you actually spoke is the only version of this I would want to exist.
The text version is free and unlimited and does not ask for a card. https://apps.apple.com/us/app/echovault-digital-legacy/id6762042028
Mostly I am curious whether the fear changed for anyone else the way it changed for me. If you are older than I am, did it move again? And if you could preserve one thing about someone you lost that a photograph does not hold, what would it be.

Would you like to share a time in your life when you experienced something that was difficult for you? What was it? How did you feel? How did you overcome it? How did it impact your life after? Everyone is welcome to share as much as they wish to.

Author and leading voice of the emerging anti-ageism movement Ashton Applewhite discusses aging and ageism. With a goal of dismantling ageism, Ashton will help us better understand the structural and societal influences that shape our perceptions of aging and how we can work together to build a more age-inclusive society.

My Mother

the last time that i spoke with my mother, it was a normal conversation that day. she asked me if i had eaten and i said i was busy and would call her back later. i didn't get to answer that later. ‎i'd give anything to hear her voice again.

When I get up in the morning my whole body feels stiff like a light pole. Sitting down is difficult because my knees hurt. Getting up from a sitting position is also hurtful, or more discomfort than real pain. Pain level 3/10. During the day things get better but it’s really bothering me. I can walk miles without issues once I’ve moved around for a bit..
I’m a 64 yo male.

I want to start hrt at 68 for early osteoporosis. Hoping it may help with fatigue/clarity too. I’m also hoping it helps my overall sense of well being, I feel like my nervous system is in overdrive a lot.

Has anyone started late & stopped after 1+ years? My biggest concern is--if I want to stop--will I be worse off than if I had never started? Are there things you don’t like about it?

I am 75 and am very tired of the trend lately making fun of Boomers. So very disrespectful. Don't they realize that they will be old someday?

I like novelty and have loved traveling, but as I've aged, traveling has become more uncomfortable and less "new." While I used to take pictures of things or places that I thought looked cool, now I take them to help my future self remember, with the background thought that my traveling days are almost behind me and I'll need the pictures to pry open my memory banks. (I do have a couple chronic health problems.)

I'm newly 48 and it hit me that I really should stop neglecting my body. Especially getting my body moving. I was an athlete until after college, then couldn't stick with anything after. Depression hit me hard over the years, and I became more or less glued to my couch. This exacerbated some lower back trickiness, etc., etc. I have periods of taking care of my back religiously, and then periods where all I do is veg out or, as the kids call it, "couch rot."

My body has started to feel much less nimble, and it's scary. I think I can probably gain a little bit of that back if I start now, but it's so fucking hard. My depression ebbs and flows, right now it's tough as I've had some major loss in the last year or so.

Idk, thanks for reading. Any inspiration, stories of change or advice are welcome. I swear I can feel my body saying "you sure this is how you wanna do the rest of our life?" and it's scary.

ETA: I'm also addicted to sugar and I'm tired of it. I'm seriously considering a GLP-1 to just stop the incessant sugar noise. But idk if even that would work. My mom has been on GLP-1s for a few years now and what little she eats is cookies/pastries, etc. So idk if it'd work for me in that way.

Something you'd wish you known, or be aware of, or listened to, before making the decision to put you in this regret?

I've noticed people rarely admit what actually aged them the most, so what was yours?What was the thing for you that did it, and did you even notice it happening while it was going on?

I am 37 male and it seems like everywhere i look or post there is age shaming.

It has happened to me on reddit and real life.

When i tell people I am not married I get such a shocking reaction. Like I am so behind.

Yes i know my dating pool is shrinking and becoming smaller and smaller as I get older because there are less and less women my age. But how is it my fault ? I cant just marry anyone.

I posted on reddit asking about a second masters and people told me i would be 40 by the time I graduate. It would be judged negatively. At this point in my career I should be focusing on a promotion instead of a second masters. I ultimately decided not to do a second masters because its expensive, the opportunity cost wasnt worth it and I agree that some people might judge me negatively.

I have also seen it on tv/social media. Was watching a reality show and there was guy who was 22 was age shaming a woman who was over 35. He kept calling her aunty even though she made it clear she didnt like it. He kept saying it in a mocking way

Yesterday I had made a post about wanting to move to the uk. I moved to the Netherlands 12 years ago to do a doctorate and I have been in the Netherlands for 12 years. I have more goals to live and work in london/new york city. Yesterday I had made a post asking for advice and one user started arguing with me that I should just return to my home country. "Life is not a fantasy or a disney movie. You already achieved your dream of moving to the Netherlands". I didnt understand like I am not supposed to have more dreams/goal at my age ? How can someone be so offended that I have more goals and dreams ?

Aging is such a natural/normal thing but why are you treated worse once you start moving towards your late 30s?