It happened. I don't know exactly when it happened but it did.
I got older than most of the characters I read about.
Years ago, I became older than Spider-Man and I was OK with that as Spidey's inability to make the rent for the month simply reminded me that I couldn't either, so I started saving money by not reading Spidey. (That was over four years ago and my money's good but dammit... Marvel if you stop with the "legacy of spiders" crap, The "Gwen Stacy/Norman Osbourne mutant babies" and "The Other" crap and learn to tell fun stories again, I might come back. One can have their senses shattered by story only so many times!)
I became older than Kyle Rayner and you know what? I really started seeing him for what he is. "That Neighbor Boy." Y'know, that one kid in the neighborhood who you tried to hate but just couldn't invest yourself 100% into doing so. One minute he'd choose to take a whiz in his front yard and the next day, would just as inexplicably be helping an old lady carry home her groceries. He was a bit "off" but dammit, he had a good heart so you knew was gonna be alright in the long run.
Getting older hurt the most when I realized I'd become older than Batman. In the Batman: Death and The Maidens TPB, writer Greg Rucka states The Waynes were killed when Bruce was eight. He further goes on to say that Bruce has been living with the pain twenty-five years. As of last month, Bruce Wayne is officially younger than I am.
I could live with it if I were still able to do a backflip.