Why do we have to age? why can’t we stay young and pretty forever? why is time so cruel? It seems like yesterday I remember I was 18, thin and beautiful and when family members or older people I knew 30, 40, 50, 60 years old I used to think they were ancient and I used to think that will never be me. Hell no never me! but here I am 45 year old man and feeling old and worn out, gray hair, and gravity starting to make my face saggy. I HATE it. I just don’t want to live no more.
I know I am vain and I should just accept it . but I am just having a very hard time coming to terms with it. am depressed about it all the time 🙁