They say "Age Is Nothing But A Number" well I think its a matter of perspective.
From the age of 18 to my late 20's I mainatined a youth appearance and constantly got ID'ed if I bought alcohol, cigarettes or entered a night club.
When I turned 30, it was very emotional because the baby face was gone, I was starting to get a little gray in my hair. I also noticed I wasnt getting ID'ed anymore.
Please tell me if there was an age you turned that was hard or emotional for you.
I didn’t feel like an adult until I reach 28–no clue why, since I had a 2 year old by then. After that, I Havent thought about my age much at all. I’m sad that arthritis is kicking into a few joints, but otherwise, I’m still kicking around and have no age-related complaints.
Not regrets, I have a back injury and it limits me. When I was younger was very physical. Had energy and stamina that was hard to match. At about 33 they discovered that have progressive disc disease. Slowed me down. Back then a 20 mile hike to bear rock was nothing.
I turn 21 in a few months, so I’ll finally be an “adult.” Yay?
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'm turning 30, and I'm wondering if I should feel bad about it or not.
@Gwendolyn2018 Because there are certain things you can do better at 20 than you can at 30. It goes both ways, but I can no longer be twenty and regret that I'm not 30. Plus I missed out on a lot in my 20s.
You should not.
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.
@Gwendolyn2018 no, that was my first birthday after my son’s death, every birthday since has felt like reality just taking me farther from him :/
@Gwendolyn2018 no worries, the reference doesn’t escape me