So rather than being me. I’m supposed to conform to some dreamed up mold that because I’m no longer a young man, I can’t act like it.
Yeah I’m now 52. But when I look around at so many others my age, I don’t look 52. More like an early 40’s. I have the same sex drive I had all my life. I still enjoy dirty jokes. I like to offend the overly sensitive. I like to enjoy life the best I can. When I am out and about, I walk the same speed as the young people. I hide my knee injury as if I never had one. Losing all this weight (now 110 pounds in total), I look good again 😘 And the fact that my phone is blowing up with date offers, am flattered.
Plus lets not forget the whole near death experience. Experiencing that, anyone would want to live life to the fullest. I feel amazing for the most part. I look amazing for my “age”. I’m not about to pretend I’m something I’m not.
It’s OK for someone to not to like who I am. But to tell me I am wrong for doing so, is a serious issue. If you want to be an old fuddy-duddy. So be it. I don’t care. I certainly won’t fault or pick on you because of it. Go be a cunt to someone else though if you don’t like how I act. I am me and I’m damn proud of everything I am 😃