Oddly enough, when I turned 25, I had a REALLY hard time with it.
Since then, not even a blip. I'm closer to 60 than 50, and I really don't care.
Every year that I'm still here, forcing everyone to deal with me, is a freakin' win!!!!

I'm not thrilled with the one coming up next month.

When I turned 40 I remember waking up in a shock from a nap because I didnt have much time left

For me it was 30... I thought I was no longer young and it was only downhill toward the grave from there... But that was society's opinion of that age. I've matured over the last three decades and no longer pay attention to the numbers, and perhaps I don't always act my age when unsupervised. I'm 61 now, and aside from a few wrinkles and less energetic dancing, I'm happier and calmer than I've ever been!

I think I was 28. My husband and I waited 7 years to get pregnant and I felt my life would never be the same. Preminition of going into labor at 6 months? Having special needs child? Who knew?

26. I'd just moved in with my parents after filing for divorce. I had no money and a son turning 6 the next day. That was a lousy year.

Not so much sad as a bit more crocked. It seems to be every "9" birthday. 29 my shoulders went. 39 I aquired a permanent back injury. 49 I got diagnosed with arthritis in my fingers. This may be confirmation bias.

Actually No, Some milestones made me Happy, 16, 18, 19 (Canada & Grandfathered into Idaho's Drinking Age), 21, 25 (Save on Car Insurance). 30, 40 & 50 were Ho Hum, neither happy nor Sad

Not an age per se but when I knew I was done having babies, I felt "old". Not that I want more, it just felt like a milestone in my life.

Nope! My twenties were full of so much BS (my own included) that I greatly looked forward to my thirties. A few hiccups and losses aside, it's been a great decade so far.

Somewhere between 47 and 50 I started to become invisable. Old men get respect, old women get ignored

I cried when I turned 38. That meant my oldest son was about to turn 18 and become an adult.

I used to cry on every birthday from 1993 until about 2000. My youngest died of SIDS the day after my birthday; but as the time passes by it's less painful. I still don't like or celebrate my birthday though.

I just turned 30. I feel old.

It was all down hill at 30 for me, with only an occasional up swing. I've got 50 in my sights (Holy Crap!!!) but I usually feel like I should still be in my 30s.
I guess I'm a grown-up but most days I really have no idea what I'm doing. ?

I think when I turned 40. The grey hairs really started kicking in then..

I'll be a little sad when I hit age "dead".

I threw up in front of everyone at six.

That was bad.

I'm turning 30, and I'm wondering if I should feel bad about it or not.

I was 3 years old when existential dread kicked in. It was all downhill from there.

Believe it or not, 12. 12 was it for me.

I'm 81. Reaching a particular age ever made me sad. Still, getting old is a process of having to give up things that give up things which were central to your life -- sports, driving, recreational walking, reading, and more. We just have to learn to adapt and to make our goals more immediate ones, easier to fulfill.

50 - no doubt about it 50. Too old to get a new job at the pay you are getting if laid off or quit - you realize you have to ride that horse until either the horse or you drop dead. Stuck like a butterfly on a pinning board. As well, at about 50 - the body begins its slow decline - that which was phsically easy at age 40 -- not so easy -- and it only gets harder.

On the other hand -- all of the above is beatable -- you might just get to 60 and have a real retirement - then you can take your time and start a 2nd life -- modern medicine is a godsend to growing old (think Viagra). You'll never be 28 again, but you won't be a washed up shell of yourself!

I turn 21 in a few months, so I’ll finally be an “adult.” Yay?

I just turned 57. It has been really bothering me that I’m growing old alone. I have no idea how to date anymore. Even my best friend has a boyfriend now. They live in the same retirement community. I hate the way I’m feeling about myself these days. Maybe if I could figure out how to get rid of my resting bitch face life would be different.