Which “stage of life” did you enjoy the most and why?

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1. Me at 10 years old in elementary school.

   Life was much more colorful, less stressful and I’ve enjoyed playing outside all day, I wish I could go back to those days..

2. Late twenties for me:
   1) it took me so long to not linger so much about other people and their opinions

   2) finally having a decent income in a HCOL area.. feels nice to spend money on things besides food/ basic necessities

3. I’d say middle school. I had so much fun going out with friends, full of energy and life and always had something to do

4. The stage I’m in right now. I quite like my 20s and I feel like things have never been better. Though sometimes, I do miss my grandparents 🙁

5. i dont think i can remember being very happy ever. the happiest i ever have been was last summer but i just had to move and leave those friends behind.

6. Late 30s-early 40s. I had a toddler after years of infertility, I was in the best shape and the most physically attractive of my life, I was a SAHM and my anxiety was at it lowest level of all time. I also got a lot of writing done. If I could live 2008-2013 forever, I would.

7. For me, either 7th grade year or senior year of high school. Both times of my life I didn’t have issues with people at school, I had friends, obviously much less responsibilities compared to now as an adult, everything was more chill. Also I will say, feels like people cared more about me. Like when I’m ill or sad, my family put in more effort to check up on me or to help somehow. Now, I do get anxiety about my health even tho from what I know, I’m fine, because I feel like my family are less “here” for me. Even my mental health like my depression and anxiety are now “excuses” and laziness according to some family.

   Also didn’t suffer from the sleeping issues I have now 🙁 everything kinda sucks now lol

8. I loved college. Even though I still lived with my parents it was a time that I finally got to stand on my own two feet and start to be taken seriously!

9. Either when I was a child or when I was around 14. After that, anxiety took over my life. I still had my grandparents, my childhood dog, my sanity and I socialized a lot. At 14 I came out of my “shell” so I miss it a lot. I had a lot of ambition in me.

   Edit: and I think 17. I was dealing with anxiety at that point, but I still had a lot of ambition and hope. Now, not so much. I cry a lot more now at 23 lol

10. Probably age 35-40. I had finished grad school, had paid off student loans, felt independent, had a good job, lived in a great neighborhood, and was in good physical shape. It’s been downhill since then, especially after age 45.

11. I’m 28 and each year gets progressively worse lmao. Do we gotta do this for 50 more years??? Ughhhhh…..

12. Uh, so far I’d say right now(I’m 18). Been out of highschool for almost a year, my anxiety has reduced significantly along with other mental struggles. Wouldn’t consider myself as a confident person but I’m more accepting and understanding of myself, something I’ve not experienced before.

13. I really enjoy my late 20s. Things aren’t getting easier, but I am learning a lot more about myself and feel more confident than my younger 20s. Also making more money helps.

14. Really, everyone? Those years? I’m almost 60. My 50s have been the best decade so far. Kids are grown. Husband’s only working part time, but paid like full. I’m working part time. My mother’s still alive at almost 80, but active and healthy, not someone I have to help take care of. (We did that with MIL, no fun at all.)

    I have the luxury of time like never before. Love my kids, but raising them was exhausting, especially when I realized how much I craved alone time. I do what I want now. Exercise every day, am mostly healthy. Still love my husband, and there’s so little I have to do to take care of anyone else except the dog, who’s a joy.

    It’s true that we care less and less as we get older about what anyone thinks of us. We learn to say no to things we don’t want to do and can actually put our needs first.

    Yes, the body isn’t what it used to be and things hurt now and then, but you start to care less. You look back on the body you had in your 20s and 30s and realize how much time you wasted being unhappy with your body.

    And before my 50s, my 40s were the best decade.

15. That stage is yet to come.