So on April 2nd 2011, I turn 30. It gives me panic attacks. I keep thinking back to when I turned 20, I celebrated the end of my teen years. 10 years (was that really 10 years ago??) ago I was happy to be 20. But 30. Well, 30 is scary. I know, it's still young enough to be cool, but 30 feels to me like the beginning of being old. My grandpa-in-law is 73 and I wonder if he ever gets depressed about aging and thinking back to the good old days. He does'nt seem like he gets down about anything. But I get depressed for him. Anyway, just needed to talk about it