Aging has certainly thrown a few curveballs my way. For starters, there are the unexpected chin hairs. Then there’s the gradual loss of firmness in, well, let’s just say, everything that used to be firm. And let’s not forget those delightful mornings when I hobble around like a stiff penguin for the first 20 minutes after getting out of bed. While these changes can be a bit disheartening, there are also some pleasant surprises that come with getting older.
My favorite revelation? I have no qualms about expressing my thoughts anymore.
As I grow older, I’ve found that I care less about potentially offending others, and it’s incredibly liberating.
I’ve always been the type to avoid confrontation. For years, I’ve swallowed my words and held back my true feelings, worried about being perceived as argumentative or causing a scene. Even saying “no” was a challenge—I can’t tell you how many commitments I made simply because I couldn’t muster the courage to say, “No, thanks.” This led to a lot of inconvenience and discomfort on my part. Clearly, standing up for myself was not my strong suit.
But now? Challenge me, and I’ll let you know. Cross my boundaries, and I’m ready to fire back. I’ve become unapologetically bold, with a sassiness that could rival the Dead Sea. If you ask me for a favor I’m not interested in, you’ll hear a definitive “no” before you can even finish your sentence. No more fumbling for excuses or explanations. I owe nobody a justification for my choices.
Quick quiz! What do I not care about anymore?
a) A damn
b) A shit
c) A flying fuck
d) All of the above
Correct Answer: d!
I can’t pinpoint exactly why aging has shifted my perspective this way. Perhaps it’s the realization that life is too short to constantly meet others’ expectations. Maybe it took me this long to recognize that my views are just as valid as anyone else’s, and I have every right to voice them. Who knows, maybe I’m on the fast track to becoming a feisty old lady. But hey, I’m not complaining about this newfound freedom.
What I do know is that I feel invigorated by my ability to advocate for myself. I no longer feel bound to obligations I took on just because I couldn’t say no. This means I avoid the resentment that comes with those self-imposed commitments. I’m no longer replaying conversations in my head, wishing I had spoken up. I’ve let the pressure out and put my needs first, prioritizing what I want instead of what others think I should want.
Assertiveness is key to achieving goals. Confidence can turn hopes into reality. I no longer have the patience to cater to societal norms or individual expectations regarding how I should express myself. After years of personal growth, I’m done hiding my true self.
In essence, I can choose to be confident and express my thoughts openly or continue living in a state of hesitation and regret. I choose the former, and I won’t lose sleep over it.
Let me clarify: I’m not transforming into a raging bull—there’s a distinct difference between being assertive and being aggressive. I’m not out here throwing around inflammatory comments for the sake of chaos. That’s for the trolls to do. I’ve simply given myself the green light to express my feelings.
If someone takes issue with my honesty, they can find a place to sit. A whole stadium worth of seats, for all I care. I’m not here to please anyone else, and that realization is exhilarating.
Sure, my skin may be wrinkling, but my resilience is growing thicker, and I wouldn’t trade that for all the youthfulness in the world.
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In summary, aging has empowered me to be assertive and unapologetic. I now prioritize my needs and express my thoughts freely, embracing this newfound confidence without the burden of societal expectations.