You start to develop the ability to not give a fuck.

I once heard someone say:

“My teens were my body’s puberty, my twenties were my mind’s puberty. By my thirties I started to have a handle on things.”

That has really stuck with me. I’ve loved my thirties!

For me it was when everything professionally and personally started taking off.

You start to form genuine opinions on topics, not just parroting tidbits back to people.

I'm in my 40s and, uhhhh...

Depending on how you've played your cards the best part is that you've ditched your shitty "friends" and have your 5 or less close friends now.

You've solidified the music you like. The books you care to read.

Finally being able to (mostly) make decisions without undue influence of horniness.

You start to really see who is here for you and who is here just to fuck around. You are surrounded by people who are both and after I hit 30, a lot of it became clearer as to who I should be returning my energy to.

a few years in my thirties was my best time of life. Was able to afford living near the city which was also near my work. I don't think that has to do with age though as much as stable employment.

Every year is my favorite year. Currently 55. Only reason to go back would be to undo stupid shit i said/did.

Sweet sweet brain maturity

Finally got my crap together. Career taking off, got rid of my toxic relationships, adopted several cats, getting into really good shape.

Not wanting to go out or be social is more acceptable. Plus more excuses to stay home are available.

Closer to being done with all this silliness.

Ten years until evereything ellse fetts worser 4vr

What Conan said. But with more grumbling about this or that hurting.

Going to your religious place of worship and pray to your god to be taken to heaven

It's an arbitrary milestone. For me, I stopped worrying about money around 32.