Dear Woman of a Certain Age

Dear Woman of a Certain Age,

Today I have decided to embrace you whole heartedly. I have taken my tongue piercing out and I brought an item of clothing in Marks and Spencers.

I might even use night cream on my face tonight.

“I am 30 (and not getting any younger dear)”, hear me roar*

Lots of love


*before choking on my tears at the loss of my former youthful identity.


7 responses to “Dear Woman of a Certain Age

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  2. Oh honey, I hear you. I am (sob) *40* this year. Shit.

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