Today I'm exhausted and I actually can say I feel how old I'm going to be. Yes, the dreaded 50 in 11 days (but who's counting). Turning thirty did not bother me, nor did 40 but the mental concept of turning 50 is one I've been struggling with. It's also made me think about things I never really spent much time thinking about, like Skin Care Products, as I start looking for signs of age spots.
Certain things I thought I'd never have to worry about still bother me. I would have thought by now I wouldn't have to even think about acne products. While I don't have to worry about outbreaks like I occasionally dealt with during my teenage years, once in a while acne tries to make a comeback.
I have accepted the gray hair and stopped fighting that battle, the streaks of silver I tell myself gives me character. The dying and the streaking and the plucking didn't make me feel younger, it was so time consuming. So, like my graying hair I'm sure I'll accept 50, it's just not been that easy...
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