Maybe it just takes 'that' long to work it out?

You count up towards 40, when you reach it you start to realise yo are now counting down.
That's when the "fk it" mentality comes in, it's not a mid life crises it's just a realisiation that you should be over half way through a bucket list at 40 and that time is running out.

I've always thought that - with the exception of the terminally stupid - everyone has something like a MLC at some stage in life, but that it doesn't necessarily happen at the cliched moment.

I think I got mine out of the way in my twenties (I'm 39 now) as I've had that "f*** it" mentality ever since.

Looking around at my friends, most of the ones that were mentally troubled/depressive types in their youth are now far more content than the ones who sailed through their teens and twenties, now IMO more likely to be heading for a MLC down the line.

To me, it's not a Mid-Life Crisis- it's a Mid-Life Celebration. Might as well enjoy life whilst I can.

After years of hard work, finally I might have something to show for it; why not treat myself and my family to something nice/ No point living in abject misery. Been there, done that!

36.

At this point you start to realise that no longer can ‘youth’ be used to describe you. That those thoughts of if it all turns to st you can go back to uni start to be tempered by the thoughts of “..and I’ll be twice the age of half the girls whose knickers I’d be trying to get into and doubtless be the buck of many a ‘old fart’ joke. That it dawns on you that your body really isn’t as able to take the st you throw/threw at it as it used to be able to.

There is also the realisation that, having made a few mistakes along the way, little holds more truth than the phrase “It is better to regret something you have done, than to regret something you haven’t.”

Is it a crisis though or just another way point in life like the end of your GCSE’s, graduation, etc?

It is only a crisis if it goes wrong

name of that film please I have been trying to find it for ages

Falling Down.

Great film.

Don
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DB9?? Clearly a MLCmobile you James Bond wannabe!

And then there are those of us that fight like hell and refuse to be put in that toboggan and manage to take a few steps back down the hill where we resist those trying to push us back up for as long as we can. Some call us 'Old Farts' others label us as ‘immature’. Do we care, or are we the only ones who have hit on the solution to the meaning of life. To be old enough to have experienced and learnt many of the lessons of life, yet not to have been overly affected by those with tighter blinkers.

Having recently reached a plateau in my life, and a realisation that it is time to take stock and explore the potential of all opportunities before marching on, never have Thomas’ words rung louder in my ears:-
“ Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”

Or as put a little more succinctly by Rage Against the Machine:-

“fk you; I won’t do what you tell me.”

Just shoot everyone. That outta fix it.