The Ultimate Middle-Aged Superpower
My god, I’m getting old! Almost 60. SIXTY people! I’m going to be 60 freaking years old! Physically, I’m hanging in there. There are the typical signs of aging, the sags, cellulite, and wrinkles. Recently, I asked my dermatologist about options for the creases on my top lip, and she responded with, “You might want to focus more on the crow’s feet around your eyes.” Ouch.
Mentally, I’m on a constantly evolving journey—from a people-pleasing introvert to someone who forces herself to try new things, adopts an IDGAF attitude, and follows her own path. I still bumble through life, thinking and doing dumb stuff, but along the way, I’ve picked up five truths worth sharing that I, of course, must share with you.
In no particular order:
Silence really is golden. Not every moment needs a comment, a clapback, or a debate. Sometimes, keeping quiet is the smartest move you can make. Still, I struggle with it. Some situations feel like they require superhero-level restraint to stop myself from blurting out what I’m really thinking.
You have nothing to prove. By this age, you’ve lived more life than you have left, and you should know your worth. If someone can’t see it…well…the hell with them.
Not every problem is yours to fix. Wanting to help is noble, but it’s not your responsibility to fix people or situations that aren’t yours. Focus on yourself and let others learn from their dumb mistakes on their own time.
Don’t beg for love, respect, friendship, or attention. Not ever. If it’s real, it will come freely.
Pick your battles. Not every fight is worth the energy. Peace almost always tastes sweeter than being “right.” Get yourself a mental F*ck Bucket and toss most of the day’s nonsense straight in. Smile, nod, and then dump that trash out of your head before you go to bed.
And finally, aging isn’t about slowing down, fading into the background, or clinging to everyone else’s expectations. Aging is about knowing when to speak, when to shut the hell up, and when to let life be. It’s about realizing not every hill is worth dying on, not every insult needs a comeback, and not every opinion requires your stamp of approval. It’s about embracing the freedom to focus on what actually matters—and finally shedding the weight of constantly having to prove yourself.
Honestly, that’s f*cking freeing. There’s a lightness that comes from knowing your worth isn’t tied to anyone else’s validation, and that your energy is too precious to waste on bullshit.
You can still be ambitious and you can still care deeply, but you also get to do it on your own terms—and that, my friends, is the ultimate middle-aged superpower.
