🎂How Old am !? Feeling Confused. Sex'n'fries Podcast Episode 16

As I gaze into the mirror, I can’t help but wonder—how did time fly by so fast?

The woman staring back at me has a few more lines, softer skin, and a body that tells the story of years lived fully. But inside, I still feel like her—that curious, adventurous, sometimes reckless version of me who believed the world was wide open.

It’s funny how the outside changes, but the inside? She’s still ready for a little trouble.

It’s a common midlife realization—our bodies age, but our spirit doesn’t get the memo. Most days, I don’t feel any older than I did twenty years ago… until the universe drops a reminder.

Like when a young woman at the bar tells me she admires my confidence for sitting alone—translation: she thinks I’m the “mature” woman who has her life together. Or when the doctor brings up “vaccines for people over fifty,” and I think, hold on—are you talking about me?

And the hair salon? Oh, that’s the cherry on top. I show my stylist a few cut inspirations, and she smiles politely before saying, “These are nice—very age-appropriate. ”Which apparently means “old lady chic.”

No thank you. I’m not ready to surrender my sass just yet.

But here’s the thing: aging isn’t something to fight—it’s something to own.

Every wrinkle, every gray hair, every laugh line—they’re proof of life lived. Of lessons learned. Of nights we laughed until our stomachs hurt. Of love, loss, resilience, and rediscovery.

We’ve earned every bit of this version of ourselves.

So yes, maybe my doctor now has me on the “over fifty” checklist, and maybe young people see me as the confident woman at the bar instead of the wild one on the dance floor. But that’s okay. I’ve become someone my younger self would look up to.

And that, my friends, is beautiful.

🎧 Podcast Episode: “How Old Am I?”