Taylor Swift Told Me to "Never Grow Up"

I am watching the most depressing lecture in the world about nutrition and ageing. The lecturer is talking about how many elderly people are under-nourished because they don't eat enough due to things like social anxiety (they don't want to go out to the shops) especially if they live alone or they don't know how to cook (especially if they've lost a partner who used to do all the cooking) AND because of loss of sensory aspects (so food doesn't taste as "good" and lots of salt and sugar has to be added to make it taste "right" like it used to).

I hate that. I don't want to get old. I don't want to get even worse social anxiety to the point where I don't want to go food shopping so I wither away and slowly die (and I LOVE food so it's hard to imagine this happening but it's obviously possible). This really strikes home for me because of my grandpa who I guess one could describe as having "social anxiety." He doesn't look comfortable at all when interacting with people other than close family and, even then, he doesn't like speaking in front of the whole family. It's hard to describe. He won't contribute to a conversation if the whole family's there. Sometimes he'll only say something if asked a direct question. He stays in his room all day. All his friends and siblings are dead.

Seriously. It's maudlin.

J