Let’s normalize being old

And, let’s be real, 30s or 40s is not even that old

Adulting in your 30s


Age is a weird thing. It’s somehow a defining characteristic of you, while being something that you can’t change no matter what you do, or don’t do.

It’s something that just happens to you.

Time passes. You get older. The end.

When you’re a kid, you can’t wait to get older.

When you’re older, you wish you were younger.

What is wrong with being old?

Nothing, technically.

Except, why are we all trying so hard to not get old?

Anti-aging skin care is as old as time, and there’s a whole recent trent of longevity hacks promising to help you live longer.

It’s more a society construct that being old is “bad” and being young is somehow the more desirable state.

It’s all just marketing, really. A way to sell us more stuff so we can try to achieve the impossiblility of turning back time or pressing pause at the very least.

The physical reality of getting older

Some say age is just a number. At the same time, there is the physical reality that your body (and potentially mind) deteriorates as you age.

Sad, but true. This is another thing that you can’t do much about. Sure, you can take ice showers every day and take supplements. But in the end you cannot truly escape aging.

When everyone around you starts to get younger

When I was in my 20’s, I felt some sense of pride in being the youngest of a group. As if I’d somehow done something right to get there faster than the others.

Now that I’m 36, I’m finding many of my friends and colleagues and even bosses are younger than me. It shouldn’t, but it always comes with some ego-hit at first.

Wow, he’s four years younger and already ahead of me in his career!

Except, I know I’m comparing apples to oranges.

Sure, if we took the exact same life path and now the other person has ended up in a high ranked role, then…



Adulting in your 30s

Musings and self reflections of a 30 something who feels like an adult but a kid at the same time