I'm a balmy 42 years old. As such, I can say with authority that the answer to life, the universe, and everything doesn't exist. You have to find your own. I've been doing web-comics for only a short time - only for the last year or so. I still don't take it too seriously. I draw, and write, what I like. I've only recently been brave enough to do so in public. I grew up in a different era under firmly mid-western morals, so it sometimes feels like I'm flashing the general public, i.e. absolutely mortifying, but intensely cathartic.
For the older members, how the hell did you make it through the dull years without jumping off a bridge? Wait, I know. Web-comics!
For the younger members, don't worry, it gets worse.