to feel I've become middle-aged and irrelevant almost overnight?

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I've just turned 47. And I don't know what's happened! I use to understand memes and cultural references, but now I understand barely 1 word out of 10 in my DC's conversations.

I crave old-fashioned values like kindness, punctuality (I never used to be punctual!!!) and reliability.

Bits of my job (marketing) annoy me now. When people talk about "creating stories" I just think, "oh shut up, you ponce".

I buy things because they look well-made rather than cool.

I crave silence, and reading, and little treats with a coffee. My face scares me if I don't have make-up on. I'm suddenly into gardening.

I'm realising I've probably blown my chances to be a best-selling novelist and TV presenter/Instagram influencer, but I'm finding I'm not really that bothered about it.

My DH is 2 years older and he pusses me if when he suggests going to gigs in the pub, because I've been doing that for 30 years and would just like a nice dinner party, really.

I feel I've gone from young to old in 6 months. Is this normal? Is this how it happens?

Everybody needs to watch W1A. Both series.

I dunno. On the one hand I love my allotment and I'm very bothered about manners, but on the other I still love trashy pop music and I want to be in a band..I worked in an office with three 20-something women and I used to cackle like an old witch at how staid and conservative they were on the whole. (They were all getting married to their long term boyfriends and had pensions and brought nutritious lunches from home.)
I do have a National Trust membership though so I probably do have one foot on the grave.
Dp is way ahead of me. He is actively looking forward to retirement so he can sit out front on a folding chair reading the paper intermittently shouting things at the local teenagers.

I was also a Goth, out all night, drugs, bands, you name it.

Now: l hate noise and parties
Don’t really like pubs prefer coffee
and cake
Usually in bed by 10
Love gardening
Find competitive 20 something’s at

work just.....how can they care that

much? How?

I'm mid 40s. I had a fairly wild youth with the rave scene, and uni, and loved a drink or two, but since having kids 14 years ago I've gradually descended in to middle-agedness. Now I have almost completely stopped drinking and dread the thought of a boozy night out.

Admittedly this is quite a lot to do with the fecking hangovers that strike me down after more than three glasses of wine. I bloody love a cocktail or two but alcohol does not love me.

I have very limited patience for bullshit, I get pussed if very easily with idiocy. I swear something happens when you turn 40. You really start to give not a shit.

I like walking, and staying in and eating good food and I don't like loud things, or high heels or the SHITE in the charts these days.

I love Radio 4.

That said, I do like to listen to new music because some of it's actually pretty good. Not the SHITE in the charts usually although sometimes a good one gets through.

I do look back wistfully at my care-free days though. I'm glad I had fun.

l am just 34 and this has been me for years. I am always cursing the fucking squirrels for stealing my produce and the time they annihilated my pumpkins I had been propagating for weeks. I don't like going to bars that don't have table service or are too noisy. Also love a good book. I was just explaining to DS8 about how modern Vanity Fair is, with it's satire of 'celebrity' and social climbing and couldn't remember the Kardigans name and he had to correct me. I also saw a magazine in the staff room last week and recognised nobody in it I don't care though.

You have basically just said everything I feel about myself but I am only 23

I get irrationallly huffy-puffy when modern singers do remakes of old songs (Paloma Faith, why don't you make your own kind of music), and my DC like the new versions. It's like I don't want the new singer to get credit for the old song.

Even when I think the new version is good.

It's a relief reading this I love hearing others views on this, I'm turning 40 this year and although always bern older in my mind but actually just felt it this year

I was 48 this week, and I have found my people!
I sometimes get a pang and wish I was the weight I was the first time I looked in the mirror and wailed I was fat , but now I wear the ( much more readily available) clothes I like, things like shorts, harem pants, slogan T-shirts, all in bright colours, that I would never have dared to wear when I was younger, for fear of What People Might Think.
My stock of fucks to give has been exhausted for a while now!
The last time I wore makeup was last year and it was green body paint, to dress up as Princess Fiona, in public