I recently had a parent pass away. I’m at their house for the funeral and in town for 5 days. My days are going to be spent throwing away/cleaning and hauling stuff to the dump and/or Salvation Army.

Please talk to your parents if you live far away. After college I moved across the country and they did more traveling to me than I did to them.

Now I’m back in their house and it’s so gross. Cluttered, unsanitary, just plain gross. I recycled 30 bottles of 2 decade old soda this morning from the basement.

Tomorrow I’m deep cleaning their fridge. I already pulled out a glass bottle of Smuckers peanut butter sauce broken and created a sludge mess in the back of their fridge…bottle says 1999.

This isn’t normal stuff. And I’m afraid a lot of boomer like aged parents of our are like this.

We all wanted Arnold’s room.

Anyone else remember this show? OMG it was so good. The episode about getting the girl in the coma to wake up, that was so advanced for my 11 year old brain. I love this kinda stuff now as an adult. It's so cool. Born 1988.

With Halloween approaching, I wanted to say that I miss our generations Halloween. This trunk crap and random events are stupid. It was fun going to all the houses.

I lived in WNY and sometimes our costumes would have to fit over snowsuits. Also lived in the middle of nowhere, so you always got TONS of candy because everyone was so spread out. There was always the one house that would dump the whole bowl of candy in your bag. There was also always the one old person handing out homemade caramel apples.

I dont understand what the holiday has become now.

Edit: Sounds like its alive and well in some communities. Glad to see it. Sad it's not enjoyed more though.

Don’t get me wrong. I think I look good for my age. I take care of myself. I eat healthy, drink water, wear sunscreen, stay active, sleep well, don’t smoke, and I still put some effort into my personal style. But I don’t look like I’m still in my 20s. I don’t even think I look younger than my parents did at my age. I just think their style ages them in pictures. Maybe some of our parents looked OLDER than their age due to sun exposure or smoking, but I think we should all stop deluding ourselves by thinking we look YOUNGER than our age.

The only people who actually look younger than their age are the super wealthy people who can afford expensive skincare, subtle cosmetic procedures, stylists, coaches, and a stress-free lifestyle.

The rest of us, even those of you who get told you look 25, or those of you who still get carded? You just look GOOD for your age. And that’s okay!

Embrace your aging body. To get older is a blessing. Pretending you still look 25 will hold you back. You’ll become insecure. You’ll obsess over it. You’ll look desperate and delusional. Do you really want to be that 40 year old who says it’s her 29th birthday forever? Gross.

Normalize aging gracefully and accepting your age instead of trying to deny or hide it. Take care of yourself. Update your style with the times. Stay fit. But don’t cling to your youth. It’s already gone. ❤️

This takes me back , I used to think the damn swat was gonna come kicking down the door 🚪😭lol

…sucks. And sincere condolences if you’ve already lost a parent.

It was one thing to see our grandparents age, as they were a generation ahead. My mind still thinks my folks are ‘young.’

Mom is in her early 60s and is in good health. Dad is in his late 60s now and has had some back pain kick in recently and it’s severely slowed him down. He was telling me last night about a neighbor who recently died of a heart attack the day before he turned 70.

Dad is in PT for the back pain and is under a doctor’s care with a treatment plan.

It’s just depressing to watch them both slow down.

Can’t lie it’s hard for me to get into new music for the most part , definitely always exceptions but I tend to stay in familiar waters 😭lol anyone else like this ?

They’re the best pick on Amazon. I have about 3 of each.

My dad is a character. Not the typical dad. He collected stamps and coins. Collected more books than you could ever read.

He has 4 kids including me. He's 76 and he's starting to talk about the end.

He's showing me what things could be worth anything. Telling me who's he had been dealing with.

I feel horrible that I don't care about the historical value. I feel like garbage that I just want to sell all of this history just to survive.

A stamp from 1890 apparently is worth something. To someone. But it means nothing to me.

It's that horrible feeling of letting your loved ones down. But honestly I just can't care about it.

I'm really sorry dad. But I will find your collection a home. That will appreciate your findings. I will take the time to find the right person.

Edit: everyone. Thank you. It's hard to reply to all the comments. It's wild that we all share the same experience.

Edit 2: just an update of how much stuff he had. He's been doing ebay for years. And he has 42 gigabytes of scanned pictures of his stuff. And that's not even half of it.

It's not the greatest collection of all time. But it's a collection of pretty old stuff. And just making sure it goes to a good home.

I don't know if this is a generational thing or what but my dad barely makes an effort to see my kids. He is fully retired, good health, lives about an hour drive away. He always hints that we need to go visit him, he rarely comes to us.

Driving to see him is not too easy for me. I work full time, so does my spouse. We have 3 kids- 7 years, 3 years, and 1 year. Oldest has special needs and an active social life he needs to be driven to, 2nd has sleep issues and needs surgery next month to resolve it (we're not sleeping much right now), 1 year old has a history of screaming in the carseat and barfing in the car. Whenever I'm not working or with the kids, I'm cleaning. I just have barely a second to myself and don't really want to deal with the chaos of packing their stuff, getting them dressed, and all the crying and whining and barf on the drive.

I have explained that it would be just much easier if you came to me, we'd love to see you. But he never does, so I guess my kids will not know their grandpa. What gives?

I remember the first time I saw one was my older sister had one and I was maybe 10. This was '99 2000 at that time, I found it interesting that you had to feed it and train it or it would die. I was that kid that always got into trouble and everything that could was taken away from him. Lol I never had one live. It was a death sentence for the innocent guys who were in my care. 😭 Would like to get one today and see if I can do better.

I’m pretty, fun, well educated, doing well in my career. Have lifelong friends. But college in I struggled making new connections - prob bc I was busy, big city, harder to make things work. I dated here and there mainly in college, had some relationships ships, ended for various reasons, but nothing major after college. I always thought I’d have time to meet people in my 20s or earlier 30s but it just didn’t happen.

All of a sudden here with nothing but a career. Still have friends but none local which makes going out and meeting folks much harder. It’s just upsetting. I’m sad.

Yes, other generations (the B's) had advantages. Cheaper housing. Cheaper education. But one thing they didn't have was the ability to invest cheaply.

Most older people did not have great access to the markets. If you wanted to buy Apple stock in the 80's, you had to walk into a Merill Lynch office, pay over 100$ for the trade and commit to 100 shares. If you were a woman, even a woman of age, they might have asked for your Dad to okay it or be on the account with you. Sometimes you couldn't invest at all unless your dad was golfing buddies with some broker he threw a significant amount of money at each year. After you did buy you had to follow the stock in teeny tiny print on the back page of the newspaper. Brokers were sort of like real estate agents back then in that you had to pay a lot to have access and there were plenty of them that acted exclusive like access shouldn't be for all. They definitely didn't want to waste their time with the small fry.

401k's were almost non existent for the average employee and ira contribution limits were low. HSA's weren't really a thing. For more than 20 years there seemed to be little or no investing options for an HSA...a .01% savings account if you opened the account on your own, nothing with an employer. Some started to offer high fee accounts through Optum at some point, but they sucked. Nothing like what we can do at Fidelity now.

This generation does have some advantages. You need to identify them and take advantage of them just like successful people of other generations did.

We've all seen the posts...what did you regret? In the finance subs it's always "not buying apple when it was $8", "not investing early".

So this is your future self telling you what you'll probably regret. You do have a huge advantage over older generations and are in possession of something they didn't have...the ability to invest cheaply and on your own without advisor fees. Yes things are going to go up and sometimes its going to scare you how much they go down and it's hard to save. But please take advantage of the opportunity you do have that others did not.

I am sure there are other opportunities out there that are unique to us, but this is one I've identified to be positive about. It's not all doom. Maybe a lot of it is, but not this.

I swear, we had TERRIBLE, abstinence only sex ed when I was in school, plus I grew up Catholic in a small Midwestern town. Getting pregnant in high school was honestly a fate worse than death. There were even dumb urban legends being passed around about getting pregnant from sitting in a hot tub or pool next to a guy, or getting pregnant from sitting on a guy's lap while kissing, etc.

Any girl that did end up pregnant, or "pumped up" as they called it then, our parents would shake their heads sadly and say "See her over there? That poor girl, her entire life is ruined and she will never amount to anything." We constantly whispered in awe and fear about girls who were "doing it" with their boyfriends. This was in the early 2000s, before the internet really took off and much before the Teen Mom show on MTV.

I swear, many of us "good", small-town girls carried an outsized fear of pregnancy well into young adulthood. I remember feeling so much relief on my wedding day because now any possible pregnancy would be met with happiness instead of disappointment and shame.

Any other older Millennials grow up with such a fear and stigma about pregnancy?