For the longest time I have tried to avoid a very important issue. But, unfortunately, I feel it is time to be really open about something that has been going on with me. It’s hard to put into words how I feel today. It’s been a long road to get to the point where I can admit the following:
I am getting old.
There. I said it.
Few things make it more apparent that I am getting old than current internet/text lingo.
For longer than I care to admit, I have wondered who ‘Ty’ was and how all my friends knew him but I didn’t. I mean – even friends who didn’t know each other knew Ty. He was everywhere. And always being kind and inquisitive.
I would scroll through Facebook and see conversations like this:
STRANGER – OMG! I totes love your adorable skirt!
STRANGER – LOL is that the same shirt I have?!?! And where did you get that skirt?
STRANGER – You’re so cray! Looking supa’ sexy! 😉
MY FRIEND – Ty, I got it at Forever 21 (because I still have my figure from high school and I know Hannah is reading this and wants to cry).
Who was Ty?????? Did he have me blocked? Why couldn’t I see his comments?
And then a few weeks later:
MY FRIEND: Hey everyone! I’m looking for sitter for tomorrow night (because I have a life and I know Hannah is reading this and wants to cry). Anyone have a recommendation?
STRANGER: Hey, my little sister totes babysits for extra gas money.
STRANGER: I wish I lived closer; I’d come watch them! [**Note** People – stop responding like this. No one wants an unhelpful response from someone who is incapable.]
MY FRIEND: Ty, I found someone!
What?!?! I still can’t see his comments!!!!
So, I would scour my brain for any memory if this Ty guy. Did he see that I liked that stupid video of the cat falling out of the tree and block me because he knew how uncool I was? Did he think that I was a different Hannah that he dated once and block me so I wouldn’t stalk him??? Well TOO BAD, TY! I’M STALKING THE HELL OUTTA YOU NOW!!
But guys – here’s a secret – ‘TY’ is short for ‘Thank You’.
Turns out I have polite friends – not a top-secret arch nemesis named Ty.
So, I’m getting old. And I’m learning to cope.
One day at a time.