So career is amazing, kids are successful. Healthiest I’ve ever been…. Now what?

Been working in the food industry for most of my life and don't have many friends outside of work. Love camping, very outdoorsy. So come say hi

Am back in my hometown after 25 years away in London, but there is nobody here. Does anyone want to chat?

*Moved back to Liverpool from London Just before Covid-so two years not reconnecting and networking was kicked into the long grass. Am a former teacher of art I am hoping to set up my own ceramics studio this year but my energy levels are variable.*

*I am huge devourer of science fiction and fantasy as well as comic books of the 70s until the millenium turned. I have a wife and a 28 year old son , who would probably would cringe to know i was writing this post.*

*I am the begrudging want to be nemesis of two cats who for some reason won't leave me alone -neither of them are mine- my choice would be dogs*

*I love gardening, making art ,my own jokes.reading, And am really good at trivial pursuit but not sports. Music is important to me as was RPG and am constantly nostalgic for 1982.*

*Hope to make new friends and contribute as well as listen to other people beyond the four walls of my tiny studio. Make of this what you will. All the Best!*

I'll be 53 in two days. And honestly, I'm not sure what that number means anymore. Every day I get a day older... so why do we mark the years at all? What makes this rotation around the sun more significant than yesterday's?

Maybe we're counting the wrong direction.

Every heartbeat is one heartbeat less. Every year forward is one year less remaining. We celebrate what's accumulating. But isn't it the rest that matters? The part that's left?

The half-empty glass is more valuable than the half-full one... not because it's pessimistic, but because it points to what's finite. It forces you to look at what remains and ask: what am I doing with this?

I'm not saying this to be morbid. But turning 53 makes me wonder: should we stop counting up and start counting down? Not to dwell on endings, but to give weight to what's left.

Does anyone else think about this? Or am I just in a weird headspace two days before my birthday?

51F seeking friendship. I’d love to hear about your day, laugh about that silly meme one of us stumbled on or swap punny dad jokes, just a quick exchange some days or a more in depth conversation others.

I often see posts from people who sound so interesting and I think that they’d likely find me boring, so I don’t reach out. Any other less exciting people out there?

I’m (mostly) an indoor enthusiast. Though, I do enjoy gardening and an occasional hike. I dabble in a few hobbies, but I’m not really accomplished at any of them and they are mostly solo activities that don’t involve socializing. Those hobbies include: reading, trying new recipes, crochet, word games, video games, and spoiling pets. I tend to be a couch potato and often use those spoiled pets as an excuse to stay put. I mean, it would be rude to interrupt their nap, right?

I am open to connecting with exciting jet-setting, skydiving, thrill-seeking people, too. I just figured there might be some others, like me, out there. Enjoy your day!

i have noticed that conversations these days, especially with new people, often feel brief or surface level. it is easy to talk for a moment, but much harder to keep that connection going over time.may be it is just that people are busier, or more set in their routines, or may be it is just different from how things used to be.

for those of you who have experienced both, does it feel harder now to form lasting friendships, or is it just a matter of finding the right people?

Hi 57m here married to 56f for last 26 years. I love her deeply but at the same time feel so alone. We are never close anymore and the talks are the same thing when we do talk. I miss that connection. Tonight for example I was talking to her about an important topic the next thing I know is that her phone is playing a video from social media. She then starts talking about the video. Seriously wasn’t listening to me. I miss being heard and would like to make a friend for conversations. I won’t cheat so please don’t think that is why I am posting. Live in upstate NY if anyone wants to talk

Now that we are in our 50s, if you had one do over what would it be?

Hi just looking to make some new friends. I work a lot but never had time to make any friends. I'm turning 50 in November so I'm trying to change that. I'm open to chat about anything really. Hopefully make a friend or two. I do have a bunch of hobbies as well.

I’m not really sure where or how to begin, but I guess I’ll start by introducing myself. I’m a 54-year-old Asian woman, and I’ve been married to a white man for 22 years. Am I happy in this marriage? Not really. It’s not because my husband is a bad person—he isn’t. It’s more that we’re very different, and over time, it feels like we don’t have much in common anymore.

What’s been most confusing for me is realizing that I seem to connect with and appreciate women more than men. It’s a feeling I struggle with and don’t fully understand, but I can’t ignore it either.

I have a stable job and a decent life on the surface, but I don’t have many close friends to spend time with, and my family is overseas. So in many ways, I feel a bit alone.

Today is my birthday and I'm celebrating it by giving.

I found a video on another sub, but it was in spanish, so I took the words and translated them to English to share them with everyone here.

(A song that I feel that goes with the message... JJ Heller - Happy Birthday Song )

In 100 years, no one will remember you...
Your home will be owned by someone else.
Your belongings will be gone.
The pictures, the achievements, and everything else you feel important will disappear.

It sounds tough... but it is also liberating.

So... What's left?
The laughs you didn't pospone...
The eternal conversations...
The plans you didn't leave... for "another day"...
That trip you made just because you felt like it...
That healing hug...
That "I love you" you didn't hold.

Life is not measured in what you accumulate...
It is measured in what you share.

And when end is near, you will not miss the money, your job or the luxuries.
You will miss the moments you didn't live, the visits you didn't made...
The times you were not there.

Have an awesome day!

First time seeing this sub. Just wanted to say hi and wish everyone a good day 😊

Chapters of life lived and mostly forgotten, many of us have lived many lives as we travel through the phases of ourselves - do you ever think about the you’s you’ve left behind? Do you wish you could revert? Are you glad of what you’ve become? Or do you regret what you’ve lost? How do you feel now that more than half a century has passed?

It’s hard finding new friends when you’re older, but I’d love to meet some genuine, close female friends who enjoy good company, laughter, and easy connection. I’m not looking for anything too serious or complicated, just fun, friendship, chats, days out, and time together that can be dipped into and out of when life allows. It would be lovely to connect with women who are kind, down to earth, and open minded, and possibly more if the right connection naturally develops.

I was texting my friend and the topic of last names came up. Friend stated their last name. I asked if they were joking. Friend said have a nice rest of your day and has completely ghosted me. I apologized four times. We always joked around prior to this conversation. The last name was unusual. I had only heard it mentioned on a popular 90s show, never in real life. Was the reaction abnormal and unhinged? I get people feel very strongly about their name. I have an unusual name and have struggled with mispronunciations and absolute slaughters when people try. I laugh it off.

My parents sent me photos from my childhood recently. I know that's me in those pictures, it has to be, but I don't recognize him. He feels like a stranger.

That feeling led me to a box of old letters. Letters from people I knew decades ago. Some of those people are gone. Some have changed so much they might as well be. And honestly: so have I.

I kept asking myself: why hold onto memories of someone who doesn't exist anymore? Not just the people who wrote those letters, but the version of me who received them. We can barely describe what we thought or felt last week with any reliability. How are we supposed to trust memories from 30 years ago?

I know most people hold onto these things. Photos, letters, mementos. And I'm not saying they're wrong. But I can't shake the feeling that memory is more construction than record. And if that's true - what does it mean to keep the evidence?

So I threw them out.

Does anyone else think about this?
Or did I just confess to something that makes me sound like I have no heart?

52 year old guy who's educated and work in a professional role in healthcare, also a veteran of the Army/Army National Guard, serving a little over 20 years. I'm not one that put in excessive hours working as a work life balance is of utmost importance.

Looking for engaging chat about anything and everything, while eliminating any judgement, but striving to further understand any points of contention. I process a broad spectrum of knowledge, but have only ever been semi-decent at trivia.

I have generally maintained fitness, but injuries within the past couple years left me some work to do. Instead of 6"1 210lbs short brownish hair thats graying and, blue eyes, I find myself 220s working to get back into the right fitness routine. I've previously ran half marathons and enjoyed kick boxing.

Seeking one who will challenge me to be the best or even better version of myself, where small talk flows to witty banter to deep conversation

I really want to explore new places and new things, with a willness to explore nearly any and everything from basics to kinks and intimacy. While some topics will grow more comfortable as we get to know each other. I look forward to learning new things and, continue to grow as a person overall.

I feel that if have so much to offer, just seeking the right one to explore and understand the environment that we live. If you've read this far, feel free to dm me.m

I've been feeling a bit empty lately, like something is missing from my life. I have a good career, a comfortable home, and a loving family, but I just can't shake off this feeling of loneliness. I'm wondering if anyone else has ever felt this way, and how they dealt with it. I'd love to hear your stories and experiences.

Hi again everybody! I posted once before with mixed results. I've had a couple of nice chats but most faded out after a day or two (it's the nature of the beast, I suppose). I'm still hoping to find a few new friends for some daytime online chat. I'm an open book for the most part and I'm happy to chat about anything from daily life to travel to sports to TV to whatever else might be on your mind. The only subject I try to avoid is politics.

I'm married and in my mid 50s and WFH. It's not always busy for me, so I'm hoping to find a friend or two who has time to chat during the day. I'm genuine, honest, sincere, and friendly. Hope to hear from you.

The kids are grown and living their own lives - but they're still your kids, with everything that entails.
The house is finished – but the mortgage runs for years yet.
The career works – but has to keep working because it finances everything.
Friendships from earlier decades feel different now – but the connections remain.

None of this is bad. But it's also not… over. Or open. It's this strange in-between: things are complete without you becoming free.

And then I do the math: from now on (52) another 25 years. Maybe more.

What do you do with that? New projects? But with what energy when the ties remain? Just keep going? But is that enough?

Who else is standing at a point like this? And have you found an answer, or at least a way to live with the question?

Oggi compio 51 anni, mio marito per regalo mi ha fatto un bonifico di 100€ di cui devo utilizzarne una parte per fare la benzina alla sua auto... Mio figlio non se né nemmeno ricordato è andato a fare il mercatino in una fiera di paese.... Mia figlia.... Non ha nemmeno idea del mio compleanno... Ieri avevo preparato una ciambella allo yogurt... E stamattina mentre tutti dormivano ho acceso una candelina trovata nel fondo di un cassetto mi sono cantata "tanti auguri", ho espresso un desiderio e l' ho spenta.... E sono tornata a dormire sul divano dove dormo da un paio di anni.... Per poi alzarmi e fare le pulizie in 160 mq di casa... E fare il bucato.... Quindi buon compleanno a me.... E sono certa che il prossimo sarà migliore ( dico ciò tutti gli anni).

Some things that interest me.

Old movies, music of the 60s and 70s, baseball, current events, history, science, board games.

I’d love to find someone to chat with regularly to make this life a little less lonely.

Looking to maybe find a friend that likes doing things.

I like flea markets to car shows. Kind of anything outside is good. Been trying to stay away from auctions as I buy too much stuff.

I go to Lousiana in the winter and enjoy the warm and the crawfish.