Am I too young to have a midlife crisis?

I am just days away from my 30th birthday and, quite frankly, I'm terrified. My reaction to this event in my life came as a surprise to me. I didn't realize I had any aging issues. It has come at the same time as other major changes in my life, which I think is why I'm having this little identity crisis. In the last 2 months I've had to prepare for and adjust to quiting my very rewarding job and leaving the city I have called home for the last seven years to go to a small town in the middle of a vast expanse of dead brown grass (otherwise known as southern Alberta) so that my husband can have a rewarding job.

I feel very much like I'm at a crossroads. I thought I was an adult before, but now I realize that I have still been enjoying my adolescence and am now facing the end of being able to pretend I'm still a kid. I don't want to leave Never Never Land. I want to be young forever and never get old or saggy or unattractive.

I think I have made it through the worst of my little psychosis, but we're not out of the woods yet. Hopefully this blog will be cathartic.

It's funny how seriously I've approached setting this thing up. I spent days trying to come up with a title and description. For some reason it was so important to me to have the best, wittiest, most original title. Very humbling to find that all of my ideas were already used several times over. Why did I care so much if total strangers found me to be intelligent, funny or cool? It's a lot of pressure to try to stand out from millions of other people. I do hope what I write is of interest to somebody, but this is my first attempt at blogging so I will try to keep my expectations low.