So far turning 50 hasn’t freaked me out. Honestly, I had maybe a month to adjust to a new number and decade of life before pandemic filled our every moment.
Turning 30 was my worst year. The year I felt old and over the hill. Growing up everyone in school would say 30 is old. I took all those sayings to heart that year and was depressed for most of it.
Then came 31, 32, etc. It was just another number and I continued moving on.
The only thing I really get from the big 5 0 is I need to take seriously things I have not. I do find, however, I have to fight the urge to accept the thought that I’m too old and there’s nothing more to do in life. I guess that’s normal for this milestone?