I’ve never been comfortable with romance plots so that takes away a huge potential snakepit of weirdness. I’m also very, very happy that I’ll never have to go through puberty again.
I do accept that I can no longer play twenty year-olds and that’s okay. Young and inexperienced doesn’t mean the same thing, after all, and you can e.g. completely be a recent graduate at, say, 40 or 50. It simply means that you got round to university after you’d done some other things that tend to come later for people that do life in the standardised order.
“We are still people and not different in wants and needs just because we are older”.
This, but I’d personally modify it to “not different in all wants and needs”. I’m definitely not the same person I was even ten years ago and that’s just part of a normal process.
But a conversation I had with my mother not long after she retired has stayed with me. “Everyone thinks I’m old now,” was her assessment of what had changed the most, “but I don’t feel any different.” So as long as your body plays along it’s worth remembering that age is basically a state of mind and not much else.