I’m 33 and think mid to late 60s is a realistic target for me. My diet isn’t great and my only real “exercise” is moving around at work. I’m on and off losing weight on GLP-1 injections. I at least was able to cut down on regular soda a lot. I’m 5’7 and almost 200 lbs. I got down to 165 on my first rounds of shots. Looking to get back down to the 170s at least. BMI calculations still clock me at overweight in the mid 160s so I just don’t care anymore. I figure I’m here for a good time, not a long time.
On top of men living shorter lives than women, I also work nights which takes a few years off your lifespan. Although I often have five days off a week so maybe that will cancel out working nights; I work as an x-ray tech at an urban hospital Friday and Saturday from 7PM-7AM and it’s paid time and a half. I sometimes work an 8 hour Thursday night. So I’m guaranteed four days off a week while often getting five days off. Six months ago I went to a 40 hour week on nights for extra pay but fucked off back to my current schedule. I’d rather have more time for gaming, reading, watching shows/movies, and time with my cats than have two days of fake freedom and go back to the grind.
I hear married men live longer. However I’ve been single my whole life and never had any intimacy with a woman. I hear loneliness and touch starvation increases the chance of early death. The surgeon general declared it an epidemic a few years ago and it’s apparently as bad as smoking 15 cigarettes a day? Good thing I don’t smoke and hardly drink. I just hug a pillow, cuddle my cats, and cross my fingers lol. I doubt furry affection fully substitutes human companionship but it’s better than nothing.
My hobbies are all indoors and I’m not interested in changing myself to be more appealing to women. Not to self-diagnose but I wouldn’t be surprised if I was on the spectrum. I was a special ed kid in K-12 and my sp-ed team suspected Asperger’s but my mom denied it. I was diagnosed with ADHD in early middle school. Took meds briefly but stopped. I’ve never had confidence to approach women and always froze up if a girl was interested in me. I usually feel like an alien or an outsider in public or the company of strangers. I didn’t get a part time job and drivers license until age 18-19 at the start of community college. I also have no real friends unless you count cats lol.
My grandma passed last year at 73 and my grandpa just entered assisted living with early stage dementia at 78. As a healthcare worker, seeing all these poor bastards in their 70s and 80s in the ICU is just heartbreaking. I honestly wonder if there’s any semblance of quality of life if and when they get discharged. Personally if I’m at the point of forgetting my name and requiring another hand to wipe my ass, just take me out back and put a round through my brainstem. It’s really not worth clinging onto a couple more years of zero quality life on this planet at that point. I wonder if we’re even meant to live that long. Medical advances have allowed it but many people see health problems spiral and fall off a cliff in their 60s and 70s unless you take really good care of yourself or have killer genetics. I really hope I don’t have to experience much or any of it.