If you had to name the thing that frightens you the most about growing old, what!
Question: Knowing that the time in front of you is much less than the time behind you.
Answers: Knowing that the time in front of you is much less than the time behind you.
Never being young again!!!
Being a burden to my family when i cannot do anything for myself.
Developing diseases
Being helpless.
Scarey !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Watching it shrivel up bud!......
I don't really worry about that. It is part of life and I guess being "sick" with Lupus - to me life is a gift for however long you have it.
seeing alot of good friends die and waiting for death, once your 90 you know its soon
becoming so ill that my family would have to take care of me. my nan is very ill on her way out n its very difficult looking after her. dnt get em wrng i love her so takin care of her isnt a problem but i get stuck in when i could be out with friends. dat sounds a little selfish i know but id be scared of gettin ill n aving my family stop there social lives to take care of me .
I am very independent and fit and to loose that is scary. I don't want to be a burden on my family but don't want to rely on strangers either!
Losing some functions of man hood ;)
being alone is what scares me when growing old.
regrets
It depends how old you are
Leaving loose ends. It would be nice to approach my old age knowing that I had dealt with everything that needed dealing with.
Being helpless and relying on other people for everyday things e.g shopping.
Dying.
being on my own
Not necessarily that it will happen to me, but I find the idea of senile dementia pretty scary.
As for dying, I'm not sure. A few weeks before my father suddenly died, he told my mom that even though he wouldn't want to leave her alone, he'd come to terms with the idea of death. This was even before he got sick.
Being dependent on someone, that is a terrible thought i would rather chew my wrist than having to have someone wash, clean and feed me.
It's very superficial, I know, but I worry about my looks deteriorating.
Being sent to a convalescent hospital wearing adult diapers and not being able to care for myself. My father lives in one and the people in there are miserable alot of the time.
Losing my identity and losing my memories.
Looking in the mirror and seeing saggy skin is enough to make my eyes close again!
ungratefulness from children.