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Every year I’m alive shocks me, I turn 40 in a few months.
I was born with cystic fibrosis at a time people with CF didn’t make it to 18, I was “middle aged” at 6. Then at 28 I died, was given new lungs and I’m now a new creation. Every year I’m shocked to still be here. I know it’s borrowed time but I’ll take all I can get.
Well I knew I wouldn't because I planned on committing suicide. I have type 1 diabetes (since 9) so before I started having problems I would just not have to deal with it.
Unfortunately or fortunately I met my wife at 32 who had a 5 year old and now I'd feel bad doing it. At 42 I've had 2 heart attacks 3 stints and I'm stage 5 kidney failure on dialysis. All from being diabetic, controlled blood sugars my entire life, worked out 3 days a week, don't drink or smoke (never have). I'm just "lucky". I'm on the list to get a new kidney and pancreas at the start of 2027, but we'll see what happens. I've already made my peace so I just live one day at a time. Had a seizure and was intubated for 24 hours, for no reason doctors tell me about 3 months ago.
So yeah the plan was 35 and be done. Then this amazing woman messed it up.
Even then I was to ashamed to talk to anyone about it, so I just kept all that bottled up inside me, which wasn't healthy at all
I'll live to my late seventies or early eighties, lose my prostate at around 52 after a cancer diagnosis, and die of complications from type II diabetes or heart disease (the heart disease is from being a fatass).
Source: every other man in my family
I've very nearly been killed enough times that I genuinely sometimes wonder during occasional beautiful moments if I actually did die years ago, or last time I had full anesthetic. A few times a year, usually.
This doesn't help answer your question. But your question could be much worse in terms of self-mind fuckery. Don't be like me. Unless I'm in purgatory imagining Lemmy as a way to burn off karma.
I always thought I'd be immortal. So far (63-ish) so good. Dying's the last thing I plan on doing.
I mean, if dying ISN'T the last thing you do, we're going to have bigger problems on our hands...
Right there with you! Am 61 now.. the next 15 years is when we find out if our plans are gonna work or not.
Indeed! Morbidity (as opposed to mortality) is the major concern to me these days, so I'm doing as much as I can now just in case I can't do anything in the years to come. If I drop dead then all is good, there are no issues. If I'm stuck at home but still alive, at least I'll have some good memories to look back on.
Dying is typically the last thing that anyone does.
Quite.
30s due to combination lifelong poor health and depression.
I don't know if I ever thought I'd die young or something but I certainly didn't expect to make it this far nor really do I know what I'm doing. I never thought about being an adult. It never occurred to me that it was going to happen. My parents never prepared me to be an adult so I didn't and don't know what to expect.
Good side effect is that I'm reasonably true to my weird-ass self which is rather freeing.
Remember to do the laundry
Good tip, thanks dad.
I've gotten hurt ... Like, a lot. Most of my friends told me they didn't expect me to make it to thirty.
I'm currently 38 and, so far as I can tell, alive.
Personally I think 24. I joined the Marines right out of high-school. Signed up for infantry. Shit happened and didn't get to stay in. Glad I didn't die fighting for this country.
My partner tried to kill her self when she was like 14-15 yrs old. Took bunch of sleeping pills. She's 27 now. I'm so happy she's still here.
As a consummate pessimist, every new day is a surprise for me.
Perhaps, in a world such as this, the pessimist ought to expect himself immortal.
Didn't think I could make it past late 20s. I just couldn't picture myself past then. That was due to depression - I was convinced my future was bleak. Things are better now.
