As I write this post, I am just a few weeks shy of turning 29 years old. A couple of months ago, I am pretty ashamed to say that I had a freak out about getting older. I was thinking about inching closer to thirty and my mind went into overdrive. So I thought in this post I would share with you the honest truth about what I was thinking. Because I know I won’t be the only person that has worried about the concept of aging. I want to be completely honest with you guys about what I thought, my process and how I got to where I am today.
What made me wobble.
Crazy as this sounds, my aging wobble happened because of a lighting change at work. My office building had all of the old-fashioned lights replaced by modern LED lights. When the swap over was complete, I went to the ladies room and looked in the mirror and I nearly fell the floor at the sight of my reflection. The new LED light above my head honestly made me look like I had died and was then dug back up. From there, I began to over analyse my appearance, how I was feeling and if I really looked as old as what I did in that bathroom!
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Why I got so worried.
I think beyond looking old o began to think of everything on a much broader level. For example, I thought back to when I was 18 years old, and I thought that 30-year-olds were so old and uncool. And at that age, anybody over 40 I thought they were completely irrelevant. And even though they were just the thoughts of an immature teenager, you can’t deny that as women get older, they are seen differently. I think there are a few people out there that are defying age, for example JLo and Giselle, but they are extremes. I think I was really overly worried about becoming insignificant in my life.
My reality checks.
One of the biggest reality checks was thinking back to 2018. At the time, my grandmother that I care for had been diagnosed with breast cancer and she had to undergo radiotherapy. For her radiotherapy, we had to travel every day for three weeks to Sheffield to go to Western Park Hospital, which is a cancer specialist hospital. As we sat there each day waiting for her appointment, we saw people for all walks of life. All of them fighting to stay alive. Experiencing that environment and speaking to those people forever changed my perspective in life. How can you ever moan or be upset about aging when there are people who have passed away that would have given anything to get older.
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The signs of aging that I have.
For me, the signs of aging that I have are fine lines. Especially under my eyes. But then again, if I use a good quality moisturiser for a few days, it can be quickly fixed. But when I look back on photos of me from a decade ago, I can see a real difference in my face. I wouldn’t say it is a negative change, but I have certainly lost some of the baby face-ness that I once had. But aside from signs of aging on my face, I am finding that I need more time to recoup. For example, after a HIIT class I can be on my ass for 3 days because every part of me hurts! Â
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The things that I am going to do.
When I think hard about the signs of aging that I have, they really are minimal. However, I already know that as I get older, I wouldn’t think twice about doing something to try and combat the signs of aging. Whether it is a little tweak here and there, I will be fell up for slight cosmetic procedures. But I certainly don’t think that I am quite there yet. For me, I will resort to good quality skincare products until I feel like I need more.
As always, I hope you guys enjoyed reading this post about aging. It is a process that we cannot stop, and it really is a blessing. As I mentioned, seeing people undergoing chemo that was fighting for their life snapped everything into perspective. It gave me an outlook on life that will forever benefit me in a positive way. We can all have our wobbles every now and again, I guess it is only normal. However, regardless of fine lines, wrinkles, grey hairs. Orwhatever else it may be, we need to be grateful for our laps around the sun.
