Life, in general, is really on rinse and repeat. We're special in our own unique ways, but the chronicles of life is typically similar for a majority of us. Do you remember what life was like when you were 5? Life was easy. All you did was play!

But the stuff you mindlessly went through has a funny way of biting back at you when you're older. You might understand it now, or not. Here's taking a look at what we do and feel at the different stages of life. You'll want to give your parents a major hug after reading this:

Stage 1: 0-5 years old.

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You have your first bite of food, you don't do much.
Everybody loves you.
You take your first step. And say your first word.
You excite everyone around you.
You cry about not being able to play longer.
You cry about not being able to watch TV longer.
You cry about mom and dad going to work. You just want to be with them all day long.
Evenings are the best because mom and dad come home, and your day is better.
You imitate your parents.
You want to be just like your parents.
You don't care about celebrities because your parents are the best people you will ever know.
You make your parents smile.
You do something silly.
You make everyone laugh.
You don't remember any of this. But there will be those who do.

Stage 2: 6-10 years old.

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You make friends. Some of them like you. Some don't.
Did you get bullied today?
Who teased you today?
You have a crush on someone.
You slowly morph into dorky.
You discover exams.
Homework was fun in the beginning.
Life at school becomes competitive.
You worry about not being able to perform well in a sporting or academic activity.
You discover you're not the smartest kid in your year.
Your parents are encouraging you to be the best.
You don't understand pressure and stress.
You LOVE being in front of the television.

Stage 3: 11-15 years old.

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You start to like the other sex.
You make your move, or..you're just shy about it.
You have to study harder now. You dread going for tuition classes, but you have to.
You pick up a sport, or two.
You go on your first date, which is a movie at a cinema nearby.
You have your first kiss.
You worry about pregnancy through kissing.
Somebody tells you that sperm + ovum makes babies and not saliva.
You start thinking about sex.
You don't want to tell anyone how you feel about sex.
You refuse to talk about the opposite sex, or sex, with your parents.

Stage 4: 16-20 years old.

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Pimples are taking over your face.
You look awkward.
You don't look awkward.
You're still shy. You grow out of it. Slowly.
You start talking on the phone, for hours.
You start texting, for long hours.
You're on the Internet, like all the time.
You start to find your parents, annoying.
Sneaking out is a norm.
You have your first glass of alcohol.
You get drunk and have to sleepover at your friend's place.
You lie to your parents.
You get angry at every good advise given to you.
You influence friends. Friends influence you.
You don't really want to be seen with your parents.
You don't do parental hugs. Euw.
You pick a university.
You make more friends.
Your social life is a total secret from your parents.
You spend more time working on getting the girl than studying.
You panic two weeks before exams.
You panic even more a week before exams.
You can't get that girl out of your head.
You pass. Barely. Or good. Or great. You did it. Now another two more years of this.
You get annoyed that your parents haven't bought you a car. It's like they don't do anything for you.
Your college fees are due. You gladly hand it over to mom and dad to deal with it.

Stage 5: 21-25 years old.

You graduate. Or you don't.
You are now an adult. But you're still mommy's little boy. Daddy's little girl.
That layer of over-protectiveness still glows.
You are in your prime.
You dress proper now.
No more too-skinny jeans, no more funky sneakers with wings.
You go to clubs.
Your parents worry.
You wake up at lunch time. All the time.
Your rebellion wears off a little. But you are still annoyed.
You come home late.
Every night.
You're online too much.
You're online at the dinner table, at family events, even on dates.
You can't function without your phone. Or tablet. Or computer.
You realize life is really just beginning.
You look for a job.
Go for interviews.
Fail at them. Learn from them. Get through them.
You get the job. But realize you didn't want it.
You feel miserable. Or you feel happy.
You do this for a while.
You keep thinking about finding "The One" and go through a few heartbreaks.
Life is not fair.
You survive.

Stage 6: 26-30 years old.

Life is getting serious.
You find the love of your life. Or not.
You break up. You get a girl pregnant. You get married.
You have a family. Or not. This is too new.
You struggle. For a while. You panic. But you overcome your fear.
You are growing up. You realize that.
Clubbing is tiresome.
You want more conversation, less dancing.
You want more quality. Less quantity.
You want to enjoy life.
You travel. You work.
You save up for your children.
You confide in your parents.
Late hours. Late nights. Now, spent at the office instead of entertainment outlets.
You feel the pressure.
You wish you were home with your loved ones.
You miss your friends.
You miss being reckless. But shortly after, you're thankful you aren't reckless.
It is only the beginning.

Stage 7: 31-35 years old.

You want to look good. You dress better now because you can afford it.
You dress your age.
You don't go out too much.
You spend time at home. Recuperating. Recovering. From life's pressures. From work. From people.
You think of your future.
Where are you going to be in the next five years?
You've been married for a few years. Or not. You're just getting married.
You realize you can't stand your partner. You grow out of love. You grow apart.
Or you grow stronger and with them. You make it through hard times.
You have responsibilities now.
Commitments.
That lightbulb. You have to change it.
The toilet. It's dirty. Clean it.
The dishes. Don't leave them in the sink.
You've grown up.
You're more focused.
You know what you want.
You know what you don't want.
There is never enough time in a day.
You struggle to accomplish everything. You want everything.
You decline a vacation with your friends.
You envy their Facebook photos of a fun weekend getaway.
But it's okay. You have your kids. You didn't miss much. Or did you?
Anyway this is still not the end.

Stage 8: 36-40 years old.

You've aged. In wisdom and appearance.
You've finally joined the gym. Because now you know how to manage your time.
Your network has grown. You know more people.
You worry about your health.
Your body is not what it used to be.
12am is your 4am now.
You work smarter.
No more late nights in a row. You are efficient.
You get what you want. Because you were focused.
You accomplish a lot, because you established a routine.
You manage people now. Or not. You work alone. But you are satisfied.
You're still learning.
You don't feel so old after all.
40 is the new youth.
You feel strange. Good, but strange.
Your children are your life.
You keep only the really good friends.

Stage 9: 41-45 years old.

You are at your peak.
You are important. To someone. To a company.
You are pivotal.
You make all the decisions. Or, with someone.
You watch your kids grow up.
You attend their school play.
They refuse to hug you.
It hurts.
You pause in horror looking at their report cards from school.
They'll need some after school tutoring.
They scream at you.
They tell you they hate you for ruining their lives, just because you grounded them.
It really hurts.
You teach them what life is all about and hope they'll listen.
They no longer want to spend time with you.
Your parents defend your kids.
You try to be nice to your kids.
You're much closer to your parents again.
You get divorced. Or not.
You know what you want.

Stage 10: 46-50 years old.

You attend family events now. Sometimes yours. Sometimes others.
You hardly go out. You have teenagers. You need to look out for them. Set an example.
They rebel. You realize they're doing the same thing you did to your parents.
You pity your parents.
You wished you hadn't been such a jerk.
You struggle with a whole new set of problems. Spiritually and mentally.
They come home late. Sneak out. Just like you.
They sneer at everything you say. They think you don't know.
You pretend not to know things about your children; to keep the peace.
It hurts.
Because you've become uncool in their eyes.
They have become you, when you were their age.
But times have changed, and you have to understand what they're going through.
You try to keep up with the times. What the heck is YOLO?
You're still learning?! Even you're surprised.

Stage 11: 51-55 years old.

You have a fine grasp of things now. You instill discipline. Sometimes you get it, sometimes you don't.
You try different things. But mostly the same thing, hoping for a different result.
You get frustrated.
You start to think if you've accomplished everything you set out to do.
You didn't have that sports car when you were younger.
You want it.
You can afford it. Or not.
You fantasize. These things don't matter anymore.
You come home. You see your family.
You're used to your children's lifestyles.
They're okay. You're okay.
You are happy.

Stage 12: 56-60 years old.

You have a different life now. You are prepping the next generation. Your next of kin.
Family is really important to you.
You tell them more stories. You connect with them.
They become your friends, now.
You couldn't earlier, because they couldn't understand you.
You start to relax.
It has been a long journey.
You like it. You love it.
You create a bucket list and you hope you can accomplish it in the next 10 years.
You start really getting into the current times.
You imitate the trends. You goof up.
You make your kids smile. You're totally adorable as an old person trying.

Stage 13: 61 years, and the rest of your life.

You pass along what you've learned to younger generations.
You're no longer shy to speak what's on your mind.
You waste no time in anything.
You talk to younger people with ease.
You hope they won't make the same mistakes as you.
But they will.
You realize you should let them make mistakes. Sometimes they need to fail to learn.
They will need to hurt to feel.
They will need to lose to love.
And they will need you.
To hold their hand even when they don't want to.
Or even when they think they don't.
To support them, and to remind them that they are never truly alone in anything.
You watch them live and love, hurt and lose.
You are happy.
Your kids finally talk to you about their lives.
You bond with your grandchildren.
Everybody loves you.
You want to live longer. To do more.
You are contented.
You may never be ready to go. No one is.
You've come a long long way in life.
You're no longer afraid of death.
You will be remembered. And missed.