Tuesday, October 21, 2008


I am happy to say that my recent battle with Post-Birthday Depression (PBD) has officially ended. I just turned 42. It really wasn't that bad this year. It only lasted two days and it started after the big day. Bonus on both counts for me!

When I turned 30 I went into a spiral of depression for about two weeks. I think it was because I knew my childhood was over (maybe chronologically, but not mentally). Now, I am only down to two days of sluggish melancholy - awesome!

It seems so terribly self centered to become depressed over a birthday. What reason could I possibly have to be upset? Because I am a year older if my age should come up in conversation? Or is it because I have gone yet another birthday without receiving my dream gift (a Porsche 911 Turbo- for anyone who might be wishing me a belated birthday with a gift)? As unreasonable as birthday depression seems to me, it was a real experience.

I know I am not the only person who goes through this, am I? I would be interested to hear some feedback about this question...

In any case, it is all over now. Thank goodness! I wonder, what will happen next year?

1 comment:

K2grandsons said...

I don't usually experience that, but I do remember the late night, 11 PM to midnight, that I turned 40. It was painful!

Just remember the alternative to getting older is worse, at least as far as this world is concerned. Besides, men get better with age, don't they?