Old people living alone are really terrible. I witnessed this terrible fact.
An old single woman, her husband died young, only one daughter, never remarried and lived alone.
My daughter doesn't go home much after marriage, and she works hard for her life. When old people get older, they will have more diseases, sometimes in good health and sometimes in poor health; If you feel better, go out for a walk. If you are in poor health, you will stay in bed. Neighbors are used to it. Each has his own business, so why bother?
The old man finally died in bed, and no one knew. Once, a relative of the old man came to visit her. The door was closed and no one opened it. So the relative went to someone else's house and asked the old man where to go. Neighbors didn't know, so they called for help, but nothing happened. Some people say that it seems that I haven't seen the old man for a long time; Some people say that I saw her humming in bed 20 days ago, and it is estimated that her illness has worsened. I also forgot to ask her. What did you say to me? The more you say it, the more you feel something is wrong. Everyone opened the door and found that the body had stinked and rotted.
What's the use of a daughter crying her eyes out?
There is also a single man who has a similar situation. In his early 70 s, this man is very easygoing. His son and daughter-in-law are all working hard in Shanghai. Since his wife died, he has been very free at home, and everyone in the village likes to play with him. On the night of death, some friends bragged together and talked all over the world. The next-door neighbor went to his house to play after breakfast the next day, but no one answered. After lunch, the neighbor went to his house again, but the door was still closed, so the neighbor looked at the man on the bed through the window, but he didn't answer. The neighbor felt strange and called several people to shout, but nothing happened. At this time, some people suspected that there was a problem. When I pried open the door, I found the man dead.
Older single men and women are really worried if they live alone.
Dear friends, living alone is not terrible, because I am over 60 years old and have lived alone for nearly 20 years.
I like living alone. It is a pleasant way to live alone without being disturbed by others.
Make your own decisions, don't think twice, don't care about anything, and don't care about other people's attitudes.
Eat and wear casually, spend money casually, and have a random goal in life. Generally speaking, you can live freely according to your own needs.
Social activities are optional, and so is sightseeing. Do your own thing. Don't care about the length of time.
Everything can go with the times, and wherever you go, it is your temporary residence.
Follow the social trend and do what you like, and you are "God". I don't care what others think of me.
Now, I am very satisfied with the care of the party and the government and give a pension every month.
The child is very filial and always has a caring phone call. I am healthy myself and enjoy it every day.
Life is very satisfying every day, because I am constantly enriching myself, being self-media, learning new knowledge, strengthening my mind and writing something I want to write.
My friends, no matter what age you are now, I also advise you to make a plan for your life, learn more new knowledge and stay at the forefront of science and technology, which will make life meaningful in your.
I lived alone for three years because of divorce 25 years ago, and now I still feel terrible. Fortunately, with a new partner, my life has gradually become formal. Let me talk about my experience. If there is anything wrong, please correct me.
The fear of loneliness
After a big fight, she packed her things and took a taxi, leaving her alone in a huge room. The world suddenly quieted down, my ears began to ring, and the sound of "buzzing" continued. It's dark. I took out a cigarette, lit the lighter with trembling hands, took a deep breath and held it for a long time. My mind is blank and I don't know what to think. So I lay down for a day and a night without feeling hungry. In a daze, it seems that people who know me are constantly persuading me with their mouths open. To make matters worse, my ex-wife stuck her hands around my neck. I couldn't breathe, let out a cry and suddenly sat up in bed, panting heavily. . . . . .
The house became a hotel and wine field.
When my classmates, colleagues and junior high school students know that I am alone at home, they seem to have discovered the "New World". They come in turn, consciously holding wine and vegetables, but unconsciously coming empty-handed, and I have to prepare wine and vegetables. Sometimes they come suddenly, and I have to arrange for them to watch TV first and ride their motorcycles to the market to buy ready-made snacks and drinks. Don't go when you are drunk at night, just sleep in your own bed. Once, I woke up drunk in the morning and found that the six people who drank last night had not left and were lying in a mess. More and more bottles are piling up in the bathroom. At that time, beer bottles cost 50 cents each, and they could sell for tens of dollars at a time. Some people quarreled with their daughter-in-law and ran away from home. They stay with me at night. After a long time, everyone knows that my place is a "stronghold". Sometimes my daughter-in-law comes to me in the middle of the night, and the couple fight at that time. I had to convince them in the middle. The neighbor was very annoyed and came to talk to me about things. I can only keep handing out cigarettes and smiling, saying that I will change.
Can't cook.
My ex-wife used to cook, and I didn't help at most. Now I can cook it myself. I went to the street to buy some dried noodles, fried an egg when I came back, added some water to eat dried noodles, and finally I felt sick at the sight of dried noodles. Sometimes I want to eat rice and stir-fry on the street for a change, but I can't go there often. It's too expensive. My friends sometimes invite me to their home for dinner. I have a thin face. I always buy some presents every time I go. In the end, I blamed the money, and I slowly refused to eat at their house.
No one is distressed
I remember most clearly that I caught a cold, had a fever of nearly 40 degrees, and felt weak all over. Finally, I forced myself to go to the hospital and told the doctor that I had a fever of 40 degrees. They still don't believe me. They asked me what the highest temperature of the thermometer was, and I said it was 40 degrees. They only trust me. They let me stay in the hospital for a few days, giving me injections, medicine and fluids. No one poured me a glass of water when I wanted to drink saliva in the hospital bed. Finally, my family in the next bed poured me a glass of water. My ex-wife reminded me that it was time to change seasons and add clothes. Nobody cares now. It's the solstice of winter, and I'm still wearing a thin jacket. Hey, it's all tears!
In a word, living alone is unpleasant. Man is a gregarious animal. One's life will not adapt to this society. If you can find a partner, you can find it, at least it won't be so terrible.
If you live alone for a long time, women will go crazy. I have a female colleague who bullied me in the name of inviting me to her house for dinner.
That year, my female colleague was 35 years old, and she was a super-old unmarried young woman. She has lived alone since she graduated from college at the age of 23 12 years.
I don't know what others are like, but I can't stand living alone for more than ten years. So, I married a woman before I was 30.
But after a few years of marriage, my ex-wife and I divorced again because of various contradictions. A few years after the divorce, I didn't want to live alone, and I wanted to find another partner to help each other, but I never met the right one.
I work in the same position as that female colleague and get along with her every day. Slowly, I like her a little. But, I swear, I really never wanted to chase her.
There are two reasons: first, it is said that older unmarried young women are very demanding of their other half, and I am just an ordinary person, so I feel that I can't meet her requirements; Second, she is unmarried and I am divorced. The unequal status makes me even more afraid to expect to be with her.
Therefore, I can only treat her as a colleague, that is, a better friend at most.
Originally, I thought my relationship with her was limited to colleagues or friends in my life. But in the end, I never thought that she would do such a crazy thing if she lived alone for a long time.
That day, she said it was her birthday and wanted to invite me to celebrate with her. I agreed without hesitation. I think it's normal for friends to celebrate their birthdays.
But that night, she offered to have a drink, and then we were both drunk. Finally, she cooked my uncooked rice into a mature rice.
Later, she asked me to be responsible for her, and I agreed without hesitation. I married her. After marriage, we love each other deeply and live happily.
On a wedding anniversary, she smiled and told me that she deliberately got me drunk and bullied me in the name of celebrating her birthday.
She also joked that because she lived alone for a long time, she couldn't bear loneliness, and because she always liked me, she let go of the reserved routine of women.
After knowing the truth, I was in distress situation. I'm a little bemoaned that it's terrible to live alone, and it can still make women have such great courage and courage.
However, I am more grateful that she has lived alone for so long. If she hadn't lived alone for so long, how could I have married such a good wife?
I am 55 years old and have lived alone for 3 years. Busy work, time flies. Now I am retired, with a pension, a house, my own hobbies, good health and a full life. The comments say that only introverted people can enjoy a person's life, but I am cheerful and I will enjoy a person's life more. I am happy to do what I want to do every day, planting flowers and trees, adopting small animals, enjoying and selling jade, which is really beautiful! You see, living alone is so terrible, haha! ! !
I feel very lucky, especially grateful to God for giving me this opportunity to live alone.
I am 73 years old, divorced and single. I feel that life has changed a lot before and after the divorce.
Before the divorce, I was always busy, tired and angry. I have to serve my ex-husband, serve my ex-husband, go to work, take care of my children, eat three meals a day, and be busy all day. My ex-husband, like a leader, only has two things every day, work and going home to check my housework, and then I use a consulting tone. In fact, I was accused of doing this badly, because I didn't get dirty, so I was angry and tired every day, sick and had lobular hyperplasia of gynecological diseases. Early menopause, asthma, stomachache (I didn't have time to check at that time, I didn't know what was wrong with it, and I couldn't worry about it), hypertension 190, severe cervical spondylosis (to the point of dizziness and nausea), and there were always many burning blisters on my lips, which were painful and itchy (the doctor said I was tired, my resistance decreased and my immunity was low).
He said that sometimes I get angry and the couple can't say anything. I pointed out your shortcomings and hope that the future will get better and better. I'm afraid you're tired of doing repetitive work. What should I do? Look, that's how I talk. I was born in a family with a preference for sons over daughters, especially lacking in love. So he casually said, I enjoyed it very much, and then I continued to work hard to do better.
However, time has proved that a man who only talks and doesn't do it is so cruel. We never quarreled in the first 20 years. What he says is always nice. Because I work hard to make money, help him to be filial to his parents and take care of his baby. He is particularly comfortable. Then gradually, I began to get sick because of years of overwork. I have caught a cold for more than half a month, and I have to hang water at least once a month (at least seven days). No one at home cooked in time, which delayed their dinner. His voice is not as good as before. However, although there was a cold war or something, there was no big war. Moreover, it is quite patient to accompany me to the hospital. When I go to the first expert clinic at one o'clock in the morning, I wander in my own happiness.
But one day I finally got a divorce, which I proposed, because he went too far and was on the wrong side (I won't go into details here, after all, he said that others were bad behind their backs). The more I give, the more people look down on me. I have a job and don't want him to support me, so I didn't worry about financial problems when I divorced.
I was still in pain the day of my divorce. After all, I have given all my youth and health. When I think about it, I feel lonely, bored, helpless and pathetic in the future.
But I soon felt the benefits of divorce. His old man moved away that day, and I went home alone. There is no housework in an empty house. I simply cleaned up, cooked my own dinner, and sat down to watch TV for dinner. My happiness suddenly came up. This is a relaxed and happy feeling that I haven't had in 20 years. This is a feeling of not having to worry about others coming home and accusing me of looking for clothes. It should be my day when the floor is completely relaxed by water stains. I studied hard and was admitted to a normal school in a rural middle school. With a job, my monthly salary is not lower than his. I have to do housework, take care of children and serve the elderly. And he only has one job, and then he comes back to check where my work is not in place. Why do I have to go to someone else's house to be a paid nanny, and I have been doing it for 20 years. How stupid I am!
Since then, I have lived a more and more interesting life. I have always maintained an unhealthy body, taking out the ferocity of reading and maximizing self-discipline. I go to bed early and get up early every day, and I don't stay up late. I'd rather get up at three in the morning to do it. I eat a lot of fruits and vegetables and more than twenty kinds of beans. I almost eliminated meat and fish. In addition to going to work every day, it is exercise, yoga, meditation, brisk walking, running and meditation. At the same time, I often go to the hospital for physical examination, so that the indicators of the physical examination form can guide me to adjust my diet more scientifically and correctly.
Now that I have been divorced for five or six years, my physical problems are still taken care of as usual. Even hypertension has stopped for a long time. Really, if you change your lifestyle and diet, you will be happy every day and all diseases will leave you.
So, you said, am I divorced? Or leave? ..... haha, or should I leave early?
But at this point, I still want to say that married people, if there is still room for recovery, must strive for it as soon as possible and spare no effort to recover it. Don't wait until the frog is boiled in warm water and can't stand turning back, then fight a divorce war. At that time, both sides will lose, and everyone may not have strong self-healing ability. I was born in a military family. My parents preferred sons to daughters since I was a child, so I was militarized and had no pity. I have a strong ability to survive in desperation. It is no exaggeration to say that putting me in any desperate situation is not as desperate and helpless as the desperate situation my parents gave me when I was a child. Because after all, at that time, I was young, had no money, was hungry and dizzy, and no one took me to the hospital until I got sick.
So, you know how much I can bear, how much I can bear, and how many lives I can give for a little self-righteous warmth! Besides, who can have my strong self-healing ability to survive in such a desperate situation? I should thank my parents for their education and exercise, so that I can maintain a strong desire to survive under any circumstances.
I am 73 years old and single 10 years. It's nice to live alone. I'm used to it. I can spend 1000 a day, or five days 100, and arrange my life [covering my face] [covering my face]
Only two months ago did I realize how terrible a woman who lives alone is. A gangster tried to bully her in the middle of the night, and finally he was beaten and still lying down.
Our company has a warehouse manager named Xiao Li. The customs in their hometown are very strange. They all get married early and have children. Then the children are left to their parents, who come out to work, and then reissue the marriage certificate when the children are older.
She and her husband worked in different places, and her husband went to Zhejiang, and she was on our side. Therefore, she has lived alone since she was 20 years old and has rarely returned to her hometown for more than ten years. She is here for the New Year. Occasionally, she went back several times, just a few days after she "returned to her hometown", and our boss happened to be on a business trip for some time. What a coincidence! We are all used to it.
It is said that the company has a dormitory, but she bought an apartment outside early and lived alone. Xiaoli is very beautiful, tall and plump, cheerful and generous. Her legs are very long in Dou Xiu every day. Only she can wear them like this. Everyone else must wear factory clothes to work.
Because she is too beautiful, naturally attractive, and has been living alone, some people don't know that the so-called people have a mind, but Xiaoli has always been totally honest, and no one has seen any unknown men around her.
Later, a punk teased her several times, but in her opinion, the other person was just a child and kept joking with others. The punk actually admitted it, and she laughed almost out of breath-my son is older than you. Oh, I laughed to death.
Small bludger bears a grudge and hides at the stairs to see her one night. I waited until midnight when she came home and saw her coming out of the elevator and rushing out to bully her. I didn't expect Xiaoli to be calm and unhurried to fight with him.
Two or three minutes later, three security guards rushed over and beat the punks together. It is said that the punk is still lying down after the incident.
Once I happened to have a drink with the security guards in that building, and I was deeply impressed by their efficiency: I can arrive in two or three minutes in the middle of the night. I really admire it! But he spoke and said, let's not talk about it, drink, drink!
Conclusion:
Don't think that women who live alone are easy to bully, and it is terrible to intensify.
Of course, if you choose a single apartment, you must choose a place with good public security, such as the one in the article, which is very reliable.
Of course, for a woman who lives alone, it is better to pay more attention, and don't get herself into unnecessary trouble like Xiaoli in the article.
How terrible is it to live alone? Tell me about my personal experience: my son worked hard in the city and owed more than 654.38+0 million mortgage. I had a little grandson last spring. My wife took my grandson, and I farmed at home alone. Besides doing farm work, you should cook and wash clothes for three meals a day. It doesn't matter, life is always simple and easy to handle. People in their 70s suffer from "three highs". They fainted once in the wild. I don't know how they fell. When they woke up, they found themselves sleeping in the green grass, thinking it was a dream. When you look carefully, the sky is high and the sun is shining, and you know that you passed out. I looked up and saw no one around, so I got up by myself. I stretched my legs and feet, but fortunately I was not disabled. Continue to finish farm work, go home for dinner, take a shower and sleep.
Lying in bed, the more I think about it, the more I get scared. My mother died of stroke and hemiplegia, which dragged on for more than 10 years. My grandfather (mother) died of a stroke, thinking that they would inherit the inheritance. If they die in the wild after a stroke, some people will see it. If they die at home, no one will know that their bones are smelly. So I called my brother and told him that they taught my son to call me every day besides calling me every day. I didn't lock the door when I slept those nights so that my neighbors could come in at any time.
At that time, I received several phone calls every day. Later, I asked them to arrange the order, and only one person called every day. After a long time, I answered the phone every day, just a few words, and I didn't know that I would die that day, so I taught them not to call every day.
On second thought, people always die, and there is nothing to be afraid of. Not afraid of death, afraid that the bones will stink and rot? If that really happens, it may look terrible and chilling to outsiders, but for people who live alone, I want to wear it, and there is nothing terrible. Qi Huangong, a wise monarch, once joined the Nine Princes to help Zhou Shi. After death, the bones also produce maggots. As a farmer, I also produce maggots when I die. What's the point?
Castle peak is full of bones, where is life not vicissitudes? Now that you're dead, burning it is just a handful of ashes!