The Fear of Aging
Those of you that read here regularly know that I hate aging.I do not want to get older.I will be thirty this year and I get depressed thinking about it.Now,I know thirty isn't old,but I feel it's the age of leaving my youth behind.I should be a responsable adult by now and not only know the direction I am going,but should be headed that way.
But there is another reason that I fear aging.My paternal grandmother suffered from Alzheimer's disease for six years before she died.Now my maternal grandmother has been diagnosed with it.
Webster's defines Alzheimer's as a progressive form of presenile dementia.Thats a vague definition.It doesn't tell you the frustration suffered from both the patient and the family.It was heartbreaking for my father to feed his mother dinner,for her to not know who he was.It was awful to watch her,early on,to struggle to appear normal,when everything was so jumbled up.It is a horrifying disease,that ravishes the mind,leaving nothing but emptiness and confusion.It robs a person of their dignity,and personality.
I promise not to complain about the wrinkles,as long as I don't lose my mind.
12:46:27 PM
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