Acknowledging the reality of age. #Depression #Anxiety #Relationships #FamilyAndFriends #ComplexPosttraumaticStressDisorder #MentalHealth
For as long as I can remember I have been determined not to age prematurely as far as my outlook and attitude goes. It disturbs me to see people who act like they are 20 years older than they are. It seems a waste.
I turn 66 next week but I try to have the energy and movement of a 50 year old.
Today though I got a reminder and reality check that indeed I am not in my prime anymore. Having been diagnosed with very brittle bones and having spent two much time in hospital over the last 12 months with fractures my doctor registered me with government provided assistance.
In a few days time I will be assessed and most likely the government will pay for a gardener to prune our trees and a few other garden tasks. They will most likely also provide some cleaning help. These have previously been my tasks. I have paid huge taxes over the years so I have no qualms getting free assistance but the reality I can’t do everything I used to is humbling.
I will get used to this. I must. I am sure that there would be countless people in other countries who would love government assistance like this.
I still don’t want to grow old graciously. I want to grow old outrageously large and still pioneering ideas and inspiring others. It’s time accept that sometimes we all need a little help.
