I Have Been Lying to You This Whole Time

A reader caught on and called me out on it…🫣

Cute little me with my ‘oops’ face :)

This is cute little 62, soon to be 63-year-old me. This week, actually, I’ll be 63. To be more precise, Thursday. You can send money if you want. We don’t get mail here, so I can’t accept your gifts. 😂

No, seriously. Send money. I got tons of street dogs to feed, and these guys eat a lot!

Right, so I’ve been lying to you this whole time. Not about feeding street dogs. That’s 100% true. You can see some of my gang here.

(ffs, stop dropping links and get to the point)

I write a lot about aging, mostly about aging. I laugh at it, I show all sides of it, I share ways to age strong and healthy, etc. I put on a brave face and tell you that aging is fun and isn’t all that bad, and ‘look at all the silly things that happen to us’.

I tell you that I’m not aging gracefully or going down without a fight, and I share ways to stay strong and put all that ‘aging’ stuff to rest. I tell you all the time that aging is weird, but “try to see the good and positive side of it” and bla bla bla.

I tell you all kinds of things. I wanted you to believe that I’m this mentally strong badass woman, and I got aging by the balls.