A new study out of Great Britain suggests that people around the world are most likely to experience depression in their forties and that the average age at which people are the most miserable of all is 44.
Oh, great. I'm 43 and my husband is 44. So I guess that means things are going to start looking up for him but for me the worst is yet to come?
No wonder it's been a tough year. But the good news according to the study is that once a person makes it out of his forties his happiness level steadily starts to increase and that once he reaches his seventies he experiences a sense of well-being comparable to that of his twenties.
So that's why my mom is having the time of her life these days!
This study really doesn't surprise me. It's just common sense that when the most financially and emotionally challenging decade of one's life (due to the demands of family most people face) meets up with the realization that youth is fleeting and that the body is starting to show its age, one might get a little blue.
According to the report on this study that I heard on the radio today, the best mechanisms for coping with fortiesh depression are exercise and alcohol (in moderation of course). Well, there you go. I'm working on the first and will be happy to continue incorporating the second.
Anyone want to join me for a rum punch?