At 46, I find myself firmly in the realm of middle age. Let’s be real: very few of us reach 92, so I’m likely on the downhill side of life. While I don’t feel old, it’s clear I can’t be categorized as young anymore. This brings me to my fondness for the term “tween”—a designation for those stuck in limbo. We deserve a term that sounds more appealing than “middle-aged.” How about “the seasoned youth” or “youthfully mature”? I’ll keep brainstorming.
For now, here are 50 reasons I often feel neither here nor there:
- I’ve outgrown the miniskirt phase.
- I’m still too young to dismiss new music as “that noise.”
- I’m too old to tolerate nonsense.
- I’m too young to start every sentence with “In my day…”
- I’ve aged out of trampoline parks and those jarring rides.
- Yet I’m too young for bladder control products.
- I’m too old to be considered “hot.”
- I’m too young to be called “handsome.”
- I’m beyond silky, shiny hair.
- I’m still young enough for a fun haircut.
- I’m too old to party hard.
- I’m too young to only drink prune juice and antacids.
- I’m too old to waver in my beliefs.
- I’m too young to fully trust my own wisdom.
- My body isn’t what it was at 25.
- But I’m too young to abandon the dream of that body.
- I’m too old to think about having more kids.
- Yet I’m too young to have grandkids (technically).
- I’m too old to grasp the fascination with fan fiction, memes (seriously, what are those?), and anime.
- I’m too young not to be curious about them, though.
- I’m too old to think I can beat aging with the right creams. That ship has sailed.
- I’m too young to fully accept that wrinkles are inevitable.
- I’m too old to master walking in heels.
- I’m too young to wear those awful orthopedic shoes.
- I’m past the point of using sexy moves on the dance floor.
- But I’m certainly not done dancing—only when I’m dead!
- I’m too old to overlook the little joys in life.
- I’m too young to consider “just being able to move” as one of those joys.
- I’m too old to be referred to as a girl.
- I’m too young to be called “ma’am” or “lady.” Let me revel in being called “miss” just a little longer!
- I’m too old for shiny makeup—glitter and frosted lipstick are out.
- I’m too young to have to draw on my lips and eyebrows.
- I’m too old to waste two hours on a terrible movie. I’d rather organize my kitchen.
- I’m also too young to fall asleep during a good film.
- I’m too old to enjoy fast food without regretting it later.
- I’m too young to need fiber with every meal.
- I’m too old to forget my sunscreen.
- I’m too young for an overly lengthy morning routine. Let’s hit the beach instead!
- I’m too old to see Lady Gaga as anything but a Madonna knockoff.
- I’m too young to resist tapping my foot to elevator music.
- I’m too old to sleep on hard ground.
- I’m too young for group tours.
- I’m too old for intimate moments in a car.
- I’m too young to restrict myself to just a bed.
- I’m too old to ignore the fact that new activities will have consequences the next day.
- I’m too young to stop exploring new experiences.
- I’m too old for my short-term memory to be reliable.
- I’m too young to only rely on my long-term memories.
- I’ve aged out of some items on my bucket list.
- I’m still too young to stop adding new goals to that list.
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In summary, I find myself in a unique place where I don’t quite fit into the “old” or “young” categories. I’m embracing the quirks and challenges that come with this phase of life while remaining open to new experiences and joys.
Keyphrase: feeling stuck in the middle
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