Turning 40 series – where I start to accept I am middle aged

turning 40

Yes! This is a breakthrough! I’ve actually started referring to myself as being middle aged without breaking into tears/a cold sweat/shivers.

I mean technically I am 39. I may live beyond 78 but I may not. So technically I am middle aged . It’s a fact. So why has it been so so hard for me to accept and come to terms with? It’s just a term, a couple of words. Why did I get myself all in a spin about it?

Well before I ponder that, I’m not alone. The Office for National Statistics in the UK reports that 40- to 59-year-olds are the most anxious age group. At 39 I’m headlong hurtling into statisticsville. So to identify whether I am likely to be the owner of a full on midlife crisis, I have found an article on the 40 signs of a midlife crisis ( must be true then) to identify if I am full on mid life crisis ready.

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The Turning 40 Series: the bit where I remember I’m afraid of dying

turning 40

OK so it probably doesn’t come as any surprise to you that we’re not immortal right? We’ve all got to die sometime. However when you’re in your teens and 20s that fact feels far away: You’re too busy concentrating on living life, making career moves, doing crazy stuff. Even as you move into your 30s you’re likely to be focusing on relationships, the next power move at work, maybe nesting with a new partner, or creating a family to be too worried. Then suddenly 40 starts creeping up and so does the thought you could be over halfway through this life you’ve created and strived for? Anyone else get the cold sweats? OK warning here, I’m going to be talking about death.

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