#also rereading this and realizing it's true when I say the spousal person and I are both somewhere on the autism spectrum

[deathlygristly]

The only alternative to turning 44 later this year is dying in the next few months. I really like being alive and perceiving reality, so I will choose aging for as long as I get to.

Also if your partner can’t handle you aging, are they going to kill themselves when they reach whatever age they consider time to be turned in? Or do they think they’re allowed to age but others should be killed before reaching a certain age? If this killing age is below 30, how do we keep a population of humans going in a world that follows their rules?

If your partner threatens to turn you in for a younger model, I think the appropriate reaction would be to turn them in for a more reasonable and accepting of the physical reality we live in and, if they are of the opinion that only they are allowed to age, less willing to kill off the species just so they get to be the only adult model.

My spousal person is seven months younger than me. We went on our first date when we were both 18, and we got married when we were both 21. We’ve been living and getting older together, and it’s been a very happy life. One that I hope continues a few more decades, even though we aren’t immortal and we’ll keep aging. The only alternative is no more experiencing, no more happiness, no more anything.

My parents were 13 years apart in age. My mother was younger, but now she’s 22 years older than my father will ever be. Getting to age with your partner is an experience that not everyone gets.

the older i get and the closer i am to reaching 30, the more the people around me try to deny me my age. it’s a constant ‘oh you’re just turning 29 again teehee 🤭’ or ‘dont tell your SO that, he’ll leave you for a younger model 😉’ and i just???? hate it?????????

i spent my entire teenaged years fighting for my life. i crawled through the deepest pits of my depression to cling to the promise of a life beyond that pain. i was so convinced that i was going to die young, that i would never see the grace of my age starting with a 2, let alone 3.

so im going to turn 30, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me from loving it.