Middle Age Mumblings

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The results of a new study came out today. You can read about it at ABC News: Middle-Aged Misery: Why 44 Is Worst Age.

I didn't pay much attention to the results of the study, which I happened to catch on my drive in today. Then I remembered that my age, thirty-fourteen, is actually 44. The study concluded that depression peaks for people at this age. I had been in a good mood up until that point.

Let's see - gas prices, the housing market, the war, the economy - none of these things have to do with my age but they certainly could put a damper on my mood. Gray hair, hot flashes, an extra couple of pounds - all those are a result of aging and not one of them has ever really put me in a funk.

No, the only four-four combo that has put me over the edge up until now is the 4 years of the first Bush administration + the 4 years of the second Bush administration. Now that's something about which we can all be miserable, regardless of age.

Comments

Velvet Ginger said…
But we in America are so much better off than most of the rest of the world. We have no reason to be depressed. When I was 44, my oldest son died...so I have to say I changed at that point. I still have many wonderful things to be thankful for.
There is always a rainbow...
July 8, 2008 at 11:36 PM
Martini Cartwheels said…
I'm very sorry that you had to experience the loss of your son Rubye Jean. I can't imagine how hard that must be.

We do have lots for which to be thankful here in this country. I have concerns about the direction in which we are heading though.
July 9, 2008 at 4:57 AM
Janet said…
Hmmmm - I'll have to go look at the study (or maybe not). I find being ridiculously immature a.k.a. acting like a five year old -- keeps one off xanex and quite happy.

I forgot to be depressed last year - maybe I'll have to go back and do it over again.

-janet
July 9, 2008 at 9:28 AM
Rhea said…
I can't recall if 44 was a bad time. But I am doing well at 50. Not depressed. Just my usual restlessness.
July 9, 2008 at 2:03 PM
Velvet Ginger said…
I share your concern about the stae of things Cj. We are still much better off than most of the rest of the world!
July 9, 2008 at 10:24 PM
Martini Cartwheels said…
I would have to agree with you Rubye Jean. I am very thankful to live in this country.
July 10, 2008 at 2:20 PM
Martini Cartwheels said…
Hey MLC - I like the way you think. I'm not going to act my age unless it is abolutely imperative.
July 10, 2008 at 2:22 PM
Martini Cartwheels said…
Hi Rhea - Thanks for the visit. Most women I know this age seem to be very content in their 40's and 50's. I think it's important to try to have fun no matter what age you are. Silly is good.
July 10, 2008 at 2:23 PM
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