It took so much self control to not tell her that she will likely have to bury me. As I plan to not live much longer than 40 due to my poor health, she will likely have to bury me in her 60s. It was really hard for it to not slip out as it’s a fact that I have basically accepted. Living to like 70 would be an absolute curse to me. I can’t even imagine how fucked up I would be after that many decades alone after my parents inevitably die. The conversation eventually led to me eventually moving out. She wasn’t telling me to start looking for places now but she did say how I will eventually. I asked her why I ever would. She said that I will eventually have to when I have a girlfriend. I didn’t know she hadn’t realized I’m an incel. I thought she had known for a long time by now. I said I don’t think that’s gonna happen and she said that it will. I didn’t want to argue with her about it because she still thinks there’s someone for everyone and I don’t want to crush her heart by saying she will never have grandkids because I know she wants them and I am her only child.
