Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:OP, could you try a balcony garden or houseplants? I'm in a similar place of feeling like I wish I were in the suburbs or just a slightly further out part of my city where I could just go outside and be in green space, but I'm not. I have a tiny bit of outdoor space and made a container garden on my steps this year with random plants on clearance. I've been spending a lot of time observing other people's potted plants, gardens in parks, etc and thinking about what I'd like to either grow from seed in the spring or buy more intentionally next year. I still won't ever have a view of trees out my window, but it's distracting in a good way and neat to be paying attention to something new.
If you can, make a trip to Longwood Gardens in Pennsylvania. If you love flowers and plants, you will be I heaven
Anonymous wrote:OP, could you try a balcony garden or houseplants? I'm in a similar place of feeling like I wish I were in the suburbs or just a slightly further out part of my city where I could just go outside and be in green space, but I'm not. I have a tiny bit of outdoor space and made a container garden on my steps this year with random plants on clearance. I've been spending a lot of time observing other people's potted plants, gardens in parks, etc and thinking about what I'd like to either grow from seed in the spring or buy more intentionally next year. I still won't ever have a view of trees out my window, but it's distracting in a good way and neat to be paying attention to something new.
Anonymous wrote:NP. The only way I can improve my mood and outlook is to work outside in my yard, in my garden, staining my deck, any task that is outside. I feel closer to my deceased loved ones who I miss, not in a weird way, but with soft, pleasant memories. Even just 10 minutes watering plants outside helps. I wish I knew why but thought I'd share.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:OP, are you expecting too much? You aren't special. I mean there is nothing especially special about you.
Trying to say this to be helpful, really ... but who doesn't experience "wrong" turns. Why would you be spared this?
Hmm, thank you? I don't think I'm special and no, I don't think I'm expecting too much. I was not expecting to feel so socially isolated, and I was not expecting my family to be so dysfunctional. I also was not expecting this level of financial stress and pressure, and the pinch of trying to prepare for old age while also saving for college that gets exponentially more expensive daily. I was not expecting to be in my late 40s and needing to penny pinch the way I do for cash flow reasons. I was not expecting my mental health challenges to just become chronic -- never laying me totally flat out but never really getting much better.
Not special, but human. Life is a grind and I've been at it for a while and have quite a bit of time left and I feel tired, a bit lonely, and unmoored.
Anonymous wrote:The most unhappy years for women are late 40s. It's just life, kids, aging parents, hormones. It gets easier in the 50s. Having a sense of humor and rolling with the changes is the way to go. Your health is your wealth more so now than ever.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I wish I could hug you all.
I am healthy at the moment, but feel like old age (I am 65) is a series of cancer screening tests, and waiting for results that can be scary (many of my siblings have had serious health threats lately).
My future is promising in that I hope to retire next year BUT I am also experiencing empty nest, which is really hard since my child and I have constituted our whole family for the past 20 years (companion for all meals, walks, vacations, etc).
Any insights on how to enter my old age with optimism (while she is rightfully off to her own exciting, independent future) would be appreciated!
I'm 56 and feel much like this. My child is off to college next year. Single mom so it's been the two of us for 18 years...and we enjoy each other. No teen angst at the moment. Job of 20+ years is also in a period of transition....so much is changing.
Anonymous wrote:DH just had a birthday (in 50s) and was kind of down: feeling like he isn't doing enough with his life, feeling low about childhood traumas. We took our dog to the Shirlington Dog Park and it was like medication for DH. Watching all those happy dogs running around, tails wagging, people smiling. I think it helped remind him that although life can be hard, there are also plenty of small joyful things.
Anonymous wrote:I wish I could hug you all.
I am healthy at the moment, but feel like old age (I am 65) is a series of cancer screening tests, and waiting for results that can be scary (many of my siblings have had serious health threats lately).
My future is promising in that I hope to retire next year BUT I am also experiencing empty nest, which is really hard since my child and I have constituted our whole family for the past 20 years (companion for all meals, walks, vacations, etc).
Any insights on how to enter my old age with optimism (while she is rightfully off to her own exciting, independent future) would be appreciated!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:The most unhappy years for women are late 40s. It's just life, kids, aging parents, hormones. It gets easier in the 50s. Having a sense of humor and rolling with the changes is the way to go. Your health is your wealth more so now than ever.
This hasn't been true for me. I'm finding my 60s difficult. My kids are fledging and after decades of dealing with issues with the schools and other adults regarding my child with sns, I feel worn out and cynical. I'm not spiritual/religious and won't find that helpful. Like a poster above alluded to I'm missing the older women around me who were good friends, gave great advice, weren't prone to being competitive or insulting. Everyone around me is younger and seems petty and competitive. So many older friends have died and I feel sad about it. I moved away from many of them when my kids were small and lost touch now to find many are dead. My mom has managed to live a very long life and I feel sad for her. She's lived long enough to see different generations of her friends die and now her sisters gone and she doesn't really have anyone. The indignity of life is that as she becomes more dependent upon others, they aren't there to help. She also isn't comfortable driving and that is killing her social life. I see that this is the future for most of us. We used to have large family gatherings with extended family but through the years people moved across the world and we've lost touch. I miss how life used to be. I miss how nice shopping used to be. Does anyone else remember how good clothes at Woodies used to smell? How nice the stores were? How putting up Christmas decorations wasn't construed as a political statement?
I'm shocked by how stuck in nostalgia I am. I'm not 80. It feels like the world has changed too much for me.