Your life after 40's

[gaymer77]

Imagine this scenario:

You're in your mid-40s with 50 rapidly approaching on the horizon. You've never been married and you don't have any children. You sink yourself into your career, your hobbies, perhaps recreational sports and tell yourself that you're satisfied with how your life is - that you're not missing out anything. But deep down it chips away at you every day. If you're a man then at this point it becomes increasingly harder to father biological children. Not because you're unable, but because there's a high chance any female mate you manage to scrounge up will have a decent amount of baggage - and nobody wants to make Premenopausal Patty a mother. If you're a woman then by this point your biological clock has ticked down tremendously, leaving your ovaries uninhabitable for carrying offspring - or at least diminishing your chances of producing a baby WITHOUT defects.

You have to live knowing that you can't give your dear old parents grandchildren to spoil and love. You get to watch as your friends online post pictures of their kids graduating high school, proudly standing next to them pointing to their diploma. You get to scroll past the high school sweethearts you knew as a teen now happily celebrating their 25th anniversary. You get painfully used to grocery shopping for meals for one, or tell yourself that it's totally acceptable to go see a movie alone. Sure, you date around occasionally, managing to get laid once every few months. But everyone your age carries so much baggage now that none of them make for suitable long term partners - previous marriages, divorces, a good chance they already have children (which is a headache trying to integrate them into the equation), not to mention layers of emotionally damaged scar tissue that you have to figure out and sift through.

So how does one find themselves halfway done with their lives and in this predicament? How is it that you managed to turn out as a societal defect? What went wrong in your life?

[Leafcast]

Imagine this scenario:

You're in your mid-40s with 50 rapidly approaching on the horizon. You've never been married and you don't have any children. You sink yourself into your career, your hobbies, perhaps recreational sports and tell yourself that you're satisfied with how your life is - that you're not missing out anything. But deep down it chips away at you every day. If you're a man then at this point it becomes increasingly harder to father biological children. Not because you're unable, but because there's a high chance any female mate you manage to scrounge up will have a decent amount of baggage - and nobody wants to make Premenopausal Patty a mother. If you're a woman then by this point your biological clock has ticked down tremendously, leaving your ovaries uninhabitable for carrying offspring - or at least diminishing your chances of producing a baby WITHOUT defects.

You have to live knowing that you can't give your dear old parents grandchildren to spoil and love. You get to watch as your friends online post pictures of their kids graduating high school, proudly standing next to them pointing to their diploma. You get to scroll past the high school sweethearts you knew as a teen now happily celebrating their 25th anniversary. You get painfully used to grocery shopping for meals for one, or tell yourself that it's totally acceptable to go see a movie alone. Sure, you date around occasionally, managing to get laid once every few months. But everyone your age carries so much baggage now that none of them make for suitable long term partners - previous marriages, divorces, a good chance they already have children (which is a headache trying to integrate them into the equation), not to mention layers of emotionally damaged scar tissue that you have to figure out and sift through.

So how does one find themselves halfway done with their lives and in this predicament? How is it that you managed to turn out as a societal defect? What went wrong in your life?

Are you trying to push potentially suicidal people over the edge with this dramatization?

[Independent voter]

40's not a big deal, 60 is a big deal.

[Fencers]

Wait a second. This is thread where we imagine a hypothetical scenario and then tell you why the scenario which you outlined came about for our imaginary life? This is a strange premise for a thread.

I supposed one would have to have poor social skills to find themselves in this kind of situation either through some trauma, accident or mental disorder. The possibilities are numerous.

[Crissi]

This thread is completely non productive

closing