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Having just turned 43, I can tell you that I don’t think I became an adult until my early/mid 30s.
This is a truth that everyone under 30 denies until the day they turn 30. It’s like a magic spell is suddenly broken, and you realize you’re alone in an aging meat husk that now knows the glory of back pain.
I know a young person will read this and think this won’t happen to them. To that person: I am you from the future. Remember us as we were.
I rather thought “Huh, 30s is still young.”
I have no illusions anymore that this pattern won’t repeat. I enjoy my back pain for what it is: the pre-hip pain era.