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Margreet de Heer's avatar

I don't think 40 counts as officially middle aged yet... but 50 does, and I'm 52; which means I've gone through a lot of (peri)menopausal shit in the past ten years, which made me feel REALLY old (creaking bones, exhaustion, despair) but a little hormone pill set that right and now I must say, cheesy as it sounds, I feel pretty young again. A bit like in my twenties: enough energy to do the things I want, embracing a new freedom with open-hearted curiosity - AND I can do all of that now with well-earned Not-Giving-Many-Fucks-Anymore. Honestly, you're still a baby when it comes to getting old! :D

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Jennie's avatar

I haven't reached it yet and I feel conflicted -- aging is a goddamn celebration, there are no guarantees, and I want to be excited and hopeful about turning middle aged. But I also am afraid of time passing and not doing all the things I want to get done. Urgh.

I think 10 years ago me would be insanely jazzed to see where I'm at, and also surprised. I'm still listening to music I listened to 10 years ago, and 20 years ago, and I think it hits deeper the more time passes. Music is like a mug of tea with the bag left in it, it just gets stronger and hit harder when you go back to it years later.

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