I still feel pretty young except my eyes are shriveling which is the pits. |
I don't know what you all are doing but I feel pretty awesome at 45. My yoga teacher says 50 is still young, half life still to go. I'm still doing wheels, splits, handstands🤷‍♀️ |
I know what you mean! I’m 38 and recently realized that my youth - my youth youth - is squarely behind me. I had an extremely wild time and enjoy the stability and relative quiet of family life. But it was fun ![]() |
I was pretty uptight in my teens and early 20s. Just focused on getting through college and finding a job. Late 20s and most of my 30s were the most carefree years for me.
Now that I'm 49, I'm happy where I am. I had kids late, so they're still young and we have so much fun together. I used to relish traveling on my own; now I love planning family trips and experiencing the world through my kids' eyes. |
I'm 55. Just wait! It doesn't get better. |
I felt like that…until I hit 50. My 20s were not easy, so I don’t know why I look back to them fondly… Maybe you forget the heartache & difficulties? I don’t know, it’s not a question of would I go back or not, I just look wistfully on some times in my 20s where things were hard, but people who are now dead were alive, relationships that have ended were great, hopes I had for certain things were still alive. My life crystallized into a good one in my 30s, but I do miss some of the teens/20s…maybe for the person I was back then. |
I will be turning 55 years OLD (!) 👵🏼 next month & am dreading it.
Well….. not really. Though not looking forward to it either. Lol. Youth really is fleeting. I would never want to go back to 18-25 though!! Sure I miss the carefree years, knowing that I had my entire adult life ahead of me + the possibilities of what my life would become were endless!! My metabolism was great & I never thought twice after eating five slices of pizza!! However I love what aging has given me too. I now feel heard when I speak. Meaning people tend to listen to me more when I talk and take what I say seriously vs. when I was younger. Also so cliche >> but I also no longer care about changing my behavior or thoughts to suit other people. It is easier to accept at this stage of my life if I offend someone or if people do not like me. In other words, it really is so freeing to no longer need validation from other people. Self-acceptance is something that took many years to achieve and I definitely was nowhere near where I am today looking back 30+ years ago! |
I'm in my mid-30s, generally quite happy with my life and marriage, great kids, comfortable incomes, lots of help, and I sometimes miss college and my early 20s. I miss having SO much time with my girlfriends where we all lived within a few blocks of each other, getting dressed up 3-4 nights per week and feeling so effortlessly hot, having minimal responsibilities, feeling guilt free about spending money on myself. I think I need to find local mom friends who are more fun and less preoccupied with status and get out a bit more but it's just hard with young kids. |
I am 55 and don’t miss my 20s at all. I was self absorbed, drank too much, worked too much, and was just kind of lost. My early 30s weren’t much better. It was fun but not healthy. I’d like my body and strong jawline but I like who I am now much better. |
This is a stupid post. The difference between 22 and 42 isn't just a state of mind. |
+1 I was miserable thinking about everything I was missing. |
Some of you don't get it. It's not about having a great spouse or enjoying spending time with your kids or having money. It's about being YOUNG and living a lifestyle that you can only have at that age. Sure there's still a lot of other stuff to look forward to in life, but you're too old to fit into this lifestyle at 38.
No surprise that DC has a bunch of social misfits who hated being young and only enjoyed life once they made enough money to achieve social status. But please go start your own thread about how you hated being young and get off this one. |
That’s helpful, thanks. |
Oh gosh, I was a bit tortured in my late teens to early twenties - I found my old journals and I was just very insecure, sad about not having a boyfriend like most of my friends, self-conscious about family asking me about “next steps” (I changed my major/career path after much existential angst). I was attracted to artsy, creative guys who were unreliable (living in NYC). I wouldn’t want relive that select if it, but yes, I was very healthy, beautiful and free. |
Just add…I miss being…about 30. That was a sweet spot. I had met my DH, was settled professionally, but it was before we had kids so our worries were really minimal.
That being said, I’m grateful for every freaking sunrise, especially after a cancer diagnosis a few years ago. |