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My wife’s great grandmother lived to 103 and at the end she hated every minute of it. At about 85 she had become the last of her friends and recent family she knew growing up.
By 95 she was depressed and just wanted to die. The closest people to her in the Senior facility that weren’t living vegetables were in their 70’s that she didn’t have anything in common due to age gap so she felt lonely all the time.
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