The older we get, the less we like people. Why is that?

Because the older we get the more we see people for the duplicitous and treacherous scumbags that they are.

Never really liked that many people to begin with! But yeah I would say it is true. I think for me I can just compare personality traits, we have a very high attrition rate staff wise at work and when we get new people in I find I look at their characteristics and they remind me of other people we have had in. 9 times out of 10 we/I can predict whether someone will stay or work out within a day of them being there, sometimes as soon as they walk in the room.

So in general I think that is what happens, we meet someone, listen to them, look at how they behave and can see what they are really like. How many times have you been somewhere in public and overheard a conversation or just observed someone and thought "what a dick head?"

The quieter you are the more likely this is to happen too in my opinion. People who just talk non stop don't notice anything in most cases.

Takes a while to figure out that people are horrible.

So true! For me, I think I'm just more comfortable with myself now at 39 than I was when I was 20. I tried too hard to 'fit in' but now I don't care what people think. I have 3 very close friends who I'd do anything for. Cut out all the rest when I realised that just cos you socialise with people, it doesnt mean they are your friend 🙄

sick and tired of bs

I think it's two reasons.

1. We constantly refine our likes, so we know better and sooner what we enjoy and don't enjoy
2. We lose our tolerance for things we don't like.

That's really it, I think. I don't feel it has anything to do with improvement on our part at all. We just get better at recognising what we do and don't want and weeding out what we don't because we simply can't bear it. When you're a kid/teen, you tolerate so much because you generally don't think too highly of yourself and you really want to be accepted. But the older you get, generally, the more you lose that tolerance and the desire to be accepted kind of turns into "well, who do I accept?" And the answer is usually not many.

Sick of the same kinds of people.. It seems like most are a xerox of someone else.

I'm guessing after a few decades, one thinks "Ok, I want alone time now" and if I want a specific conversation, I go online and find exactly what I want to talk about.