Comments on: Why I’m not freaked out about getting older.

By: Woodworking Project Plans

Woodworking Project Plans — Sun, 28 Nov 2010 11:10:00 +0000

There is no such thing as an overnight success.

By: Jaymie

Jaymie — Sat, 23 Oct 2010 07:27:00 +0000

shut up man
we’re mourning here

By: Becca

Becca — Sun, 23 May 2010 23:17:07 +0000

Well…..I just turned 30 yesterday. I might say that at my 21 bthday I was celebrating, going out with my friends, boyfriend, whatever. I had the will to go out and celebrate my new age. But this year I let it pass and it’s not that I feel sad or depressed, it’s just that I didn’t care.
That fact made me wonder that a) I’m extremely bittered b)I have no friends to celebrate with c)I have other priorities c)I don’t know
Definitely now I’m more centered, more aware of my limits and aware of the resources I have around me to make the better out of my life but I do miss that back in my 21′s I didn’t care much of what people might think of me jumping like crazy at 5am in the middle of the street
Oh damn’! It do sounds like I’m depressed and bittered jajaja
Seriously, I have no complains about getting older….

By: dr stumpy

dr stumpy — Wed, 19 May 2010 08:33:58 +0000

why I like being 31 more than I liked being 21

Have replaced stupid, emotionally retarded boyfriend with my gentle giant who cooks me dinner and fixes my computer.

I can make people call me Dr

I know my limits and that I can’t live on vodak and no sleep – and so am not sick 30 weeks a year

I have a cat

I know that I can do anything I put my mind to. If I want it – I can make it happen.

By: reva

reva — Sat, 15 May 2010 20:27:34 +0000

Not sure what the G-string has to do with this post, but at 21, I THOUGHT i knew it all. Life was figured out. But it was my 30′s, when I found a sense of humility, strength and self-love. Real self-love. True beauty. Now in my mid-40′s, I am learning that I still have sooo much to learn! I am every age I’ve ever been, and unfortunately being 21 or 22 was just another notch in the growing curve. Best of Luck!

P>S> G-strings are just butt torture. I can get tortured for free.

By: Stephanie

Stephanie — Sat, 15 May 2010 13:34:56 +0000

Its funny in a way. At maybe 22 I would have written a response very similar to Jamie above me. I met my husband at 21 was married by 23, a mom at 25 all by choice. I didn’t do a lot to the typical 21 stuff but now at 33 I still think the major point holds true. I enjoyed being younger. My husband and I would go out to dinner and movies on a whim (you don’t do that with 2 kids), we’d have sex when we got home from work then fall asleep and not wake up till 3am, we’d go wine tasting, and so on. So I say even if you aren’t clubbing enjoy where you are bc it will not be the same ever again. I also feel like I’ve come into my own in my 30s. Its hard to explain but I don’t feel the need to justify my life choices to others an am happy simply being my ever changing self. I also have more gray hairs and must always wear a supportive bra but I’m stronger and more confident. When I started going to mom’s groups at 26 many people were shocked bc they were still drinking and partying at my age and thought I’d go crazy at 30. Guess what I totally didn’t life just keeps getting better.

By: Branka

Branka — Sat, 15 May 2010 07:30:25 +0000

I loved this post, and i second everything in it.
Being 31 now, i live on my own and pay my own bills, and yes the food doesn’t just magically appear and i have to cook it, but it is MY food and MY bills, and i’m happy to be able to pay them.
I remember at age 21 i had this skinny little body, even though back then i thought i should lose a few pounds.. Now i’m way curvier than then yet i feel sexier and have more self confidence than ever.
With age you gain self-esteem and experience that are priceless. I’m not freaked out about getting old(er) either, in fact i’m enjoying the process.

By: Jamie

Jamie — Fri, 14 May 2010 22:29:03 +0000

I think this is a little condescending. I’m twenty now, and I can honest-to-God tell you the first time I fell in love — real love — was when I was thirteen. I’ve been living with my current boyfriend for two years, and our day-to-day lives consist of work, school, making dinner, playing video games, talking about politics/philosophy/the places we want to go when we get into a fiscal situation in which that’s possible… the last time I smoked pot in a tree house was never, and the last time I smoked pot at all was about a year ago. I’ve smoked probably six times in my entire life, and continue to think it’s a wonderful thing to enjoy about twice a year. I’m probably the only twenty-year-old telling her doctor that I only use marijuana biannually who’s actually telling the truth, but so it is.

At this point in my life, I’ve also moved three times, had to deal with alcoholic familial problems, and somehow dealt with the alcoholic tendencies in my Russian/Scottish family in such a way that I drink (about as often as I smoke) and am somehow not an alcoholic. I also make my own doctor’s appointments and have gone probably five times in the past two years — why? Because I deemed it necessary after looking at the evidence of my symptoms. My favorite hobbies are baking, writing, reading blogs, playing piano. I’ve slept with a grand total of one (1) human being.

I’m just saying, you’re making some broad generalizations here, and while I agree that MANY people my age fit your description, some of us are here that do not, and it’s that constant assumption of everyone that we all do that keeps that “new kid” syndrome happening, keeps us from being taken seriously. Don’t add to the problem!

By: Lou

Lou — Tue, 11 May 2010 15:29:48 +0000

I must be the youngest one here! I am 17 (turning 18 in three and half months!), and feel every ounce of my inexperience weighing on my shoulders. Everything is new and terrifying and pretty confusing and I’m only just really starting to really try and figure myself out.

I look forward to getting older, mainly as the years go by, I change a little more, and I amass more beautiful and terrible and all together fantastic experiences behind me. The only thing about aging that’s worrying me is boob saggage, but hey, considering I’m a moderate size now, and the quality of bras these days, that’s not too bad of an obstacle to overcome!

By: Grant

Grant — Tue, 11 May 2010 11:55:22 +0000

I’m not freaked out about aging at all, however…

I was convinced I was turning 24 this year, to the point where I’m sure I would have passed a polygraph and everything. I BELIEVED that I was turning 24.

Turns out, no, I forgot my own age, and in fact, I’m turning 25.

I feel a little cheated, like I’ve ‘lost’ a year.

Put on the plus side, QUARTER LIFE CRISIS !!!

Time to order myself a Slavic man-bride