What are you down about?

I've become increasingly agoraphobic, and afraid to drive. It's really limiting me.

NEVER end a sentence with a preposition.

Partner has a houseguest who has been here for three weeks and invites her 30-year-old son over every night for dinner. They spend their nights cuddling together on the sofa or on the bed watching TV. She leaves on June 2. I am counting the days.

[quote]“From now on, ending a sentence with a preposition is something up with which I will not put.” ― Winston S. Churchill

I saw so many fat gays today, it really disturbed my peace of mind. Why can't they just drop the cookies & be skinny?

Down about getting old and not having enough money to live on and worrying that I’ll end up on the streets. Otherwise, everything is fine.

Annoyed because I was laid off and I have no marketable skills. I don’t even want to work anymore. It just seems like a waste.

My sympathies to all. It helps to be able to share this stuff.

Some prostate cancer going on here. Initial meeting with the oncologist tomorrow to discuss options.

This wasn't exactly on my 2025 list.

My closest friend has a tendency to be argumentative and hit below the belt. A few years ago, for a short time, I was involved with a physically abusive partner we can call Thomas.

Now this closest friend says "poor Thomas" any time he disagrees with me.

I think I am done with who was once a very good, very close, friend. It hurts. Weeks of butterflies in my stomach. I feel like I can't speak to him.

Trump et al.

Ruined my retirement.

R10, sorry to hear this. Though the nature of the problem was different, I was also struggling with a long term friendship. I started wondering why I was always dreading seeing her - and why I always felt drained of energy after seeing her. Finally decided it was intolerable. Ended it. Much happier now. Zero regrets.

Turn that frown upside down, OP.

When I have to pass in front of a full length mirror.

Thanks r12. I don't think I am ready to give up but the friendship has changed. I used to look.up to him. Now it feels more as if he looks down on me. Finding my way through the change.

I'm feeling stifled by my LTR. I want to have sex with a ton of strangers before I'm too old and ugly. I'm 34.

R16 WHORE!

That’s very generous of your partner. I stand firmly by “houseguests and fish both start to stink after three days” but I guess there were extenuating circumstances for such a long stay, R3.

The poor quality of strawberries, no reliable source of redfish where I live, and the neighbor's dog that barks.

Oh, and the brain cancer.

The state of the USA.

That I have never been able to replace my first love from 35 years ago.

My mother is dealing with dementia. My dog and cat are both 17. The state of the nation. Older mentors are passing away. At least I have the privilege of growing old.

OP, is she cuddling with her son or your partner? Either way, there’s boundaries issues.

Here's a really miniscule gripe. I can't get the IMDB app to work. It just randomly freezes up.

R 23, her son. He is learning-disabled, somewhere on the spectrum, hygiene-challenged and a charmless fuckup and she has infantilized him. The guy's mother is also on the spectrum and has trouble mediating physical distance from other people. My partner wants to pretend these people are pseudo family members. I find them moochers and clods. We fight about their visit every year. This is a good time to go to do things outside the house. The beauty of this thread is that it demonstrates how trivial these problems are, compared to what other Dlrs are dealing with.

Which of the 50?

I had a ride from a sexy Uber driver then, upon arrival home, discovered that I couldn’t unbuckle my seat belt. I feel suicidally foolish. He had to angrily bark instructions until I was able to comply. Damn am I a nitwit. I swallowed some antidepressants and am waiting for the mental brutality to pass.

Went to Kroger today. Was right behind a woman who was loading her full cart of groceries to the conveyor belt at the cashier station. Halfway there, she says she forgot something, told me she didn't know where to find it. She went off to get it. I waited nine minutes for her. Then I asked the cashier if he could ring me out. He agreed. I tried to move her cart to the side; knocking a full venti mocha from Starbucks off of my own cart. It poured down my pants and over my white orthopedic shoes. I was a mess.

She returned a couple of minutes later, not finding what she was looking for, saw the drink was spilled, and offered to buy me a replacement mocha. I declined it, knowing the store would replace it.

Why are people so inconsiderate of others? Back in the day, before I needed orthopedic shoes, most people would check out with the groceries they had in their carts, then return to the inside of the store to get what they forgot. No one would have held up a line for over ten minutes. This is not the world I grew up in. It discourages me.

Main character syndrome, r28. It's the same reason people talk in movie theaters without dying of shame. Some people believe that their whims are the only thing that matter and everyone else is a non-entity. I think we need to normalize cursing these people out.

R16 means already old & ugly r16 , by 7 years already

R29 I think that’s now called “Trump” syndrome.

We had some major changes at work and I hate my new assignment. I could retire age-wise, but I don’t dare because of trump and his goon squad.

Never had a relationship before I fixed my early trauma stuff in my 50s..

It's honestly not that big of a deal at this point, more at the level of "I wish the dish I ordered hadn't been served lukewarm" level of upset.

Still, it WAS lukewarm

I can't get in the habit of opening up cereal boxes and other food product packaging properly. I'm so hungry I just rip them open. Then things dont stay fresh as long.

R6 I think there are many people in your situation.

Hetrosexual Women 18-30 who work out at the gym in pairs hogging 2 machines while they chat and share facebook posts. I encountered this today and I stood there stoic waiting.

R36- That reminds me of when my father and I would go to Atlantic City back in the early to mid 1990's and some FRAU would be sitting there smoking her cigarettes and say in a RASPY voice- Those are my two lucky machines. She would hog two slot machines. I would always encounter this type on every visit to Atlantic City.

The good looking/hot guys are no longer interested in me. Back in the mid to late 1990's I would stand at a wall in a gay bar and some nights be cruised simultaenously by good looking guys on either side of me. They would lean into me and lean forward to try to catch my glance. Some of them were REALLY hungry for me. If I walked into a gay bar today COMPLETELY naked I would probably be invisible.

No r38 if u go in today naked, they WOULD notice you in disgust

[quote]What are you Down about?

EVWEETHING.

I went in for a COVID booster on Saturday before flying to Europe on Sunday. I had a sore arm but symptoms got really bad Saturday night. This included fever and chills. By Sunday morning my stomach was full of bile and I barfed. I pulled it together to get on the plane but somehow this devolved into a sinus infection. A friend of mine bought me medicine but I have had 6 nights of sleepless nights. Being sick when you are traveling is the worse.

Oh, and of course Trump is ruining our country and we have 44 more months of him.

My dad’s health is not doing well and he’s the parent who is in good health. I always expected my mom to go first. I don’t have nearly enough support to help me get through this. Hanging out with one friend once a week just isn’t enough.