Same. People often mistake me for mid thirties, I'm almost 52. I've never had work of any kind. I won't, I can't. I'm not against it (in apporpriate amounts etc), it just happens to be something I'm not in a position to need or be able to allocate funds toward. Whatever. It's an accident of genetics, my family happen to look young. I'm also, shock horror...thin.

So, you know, according to some, I am not a real woman, let alone a real woman in my 50s . Well, fuck that, a real woman is whatever the hell she is.

Shame on these "think" pieces. Mind you, it doesn't seem much "thinking" went into them at all.

Loved your story, as always.