I turned 40 last month and this is terrifying! But I wouldn't return to my 20s (worrying about what people think and what I'm going to do with my life and what the purpose of everything is and why guys won't leave me alone and whether I'm a loser all the time) or my 30s (oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, should I have a baby? should I create human life? How can I make this decision? Oh my god oh my god oh my god!). So far, the 40s are smooth freaking saling compared to that bullshit!