"I have one thing to say. Fuck you. "
An excellent point. I must be wrong.
Yes, you are
And don't fool yourself, you r wrongness has nothing to do with what I wrote, it's what prompted the response.
I don't think I "demanded" anything. I did strongly suggest that it's wise to learn to live with our limitations rather than say "I don't want to live not being able to do what I want when I want".
Quite the subtle distinction there, one might think
I stand corrected. It is not an act, you are truly arrogant and superior, and to the core. It is wonderful that these people are so happy. If you could see past your nose, you might reflect that just because they are happy, it does not follow that all of the ancient are in that frame of mind, and "strong suggestions" that these people be happy is just like telling a depressed person to snap out of it because other people aren't depressed. Some demented people are quite happy, and some cry the entire time they are awake. Some need to be drugged because they turn violent. And your happy relatives will not change that situation one bit.
Does my experience, being different than yours mean that your experience is invalid?
My point, if you would care to draw aside your occluding veil, is that you should consider yourself blessed that all your relatives are happy in their declining years. You are lucky. Ever had a wanderer? a violent dementia? A crier? a biter? a run around naked person or shit flinger?
You might in your knowing better, "strongly suggest" to those folks to straighten up their act and be happy like your relatives are.
"There are living fates much worse than death. "
And of course I said exactly the opposite of that, didn't I? Or are you reading your own fears and insecurities in to what I ACTUALLY said?
You said nothing regarding that at all. But remember, I can add my own comments to the discussion, although in your arrogance you seem to want to control and limit the discussion to only what you decree as legitimate
As to my fears, I am strongly opposed to the concept of my languishing in a nursing home, bereft of my mind, drugged and draining my accumulated wealth. a pointless existence - possibly painful, likely very unhappy existence - that in my mind is much worse than death.
But hey - your relatives are all happy, so yours is the only situation that counts.