Sophie White: Eighteen years ago, I thought I'd broken my brain and that the only relief would be to end my life. But I've survived all the way to 40
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The author reflects on the significance of reaching their 40th birthday, particularly in light of past struggles with bipolar disorder and suicidal ideation. They humorously recount identifying as 40 long before the actual milestone and recognize each birthday as a personal victory. Embracing age brings newfound confidence, enabling them to reject societal norms, such as liking hummus. Overall, the article conveys a sense of resilience and celebration of personal growth amidst adversity.
Officially turning 40 is great news for me because a) I've been identifying as 40 for years now, as evidenced by the fact that my bedtime is now 9pm.
Every birthday has felt like a milestone, an astounding achievement especially as I live with bipolar disorder.
I’m brave enough to reject the societal peer pressure to like hummus. It's over for me and chickpeas.
Since turning 40 I've been mulling on the many unanticipated upsides of getting old(er).
Read at Independent
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