It may be a while? Ha it comes up sooner than you think. Here’s a few few signs to clue the young ones in (fuck sake just using the phrase young ones makes me feel old).
Like to party? Ha my eldest teen boy struggles to keep up with the pace I kept. I I would party all night, rock home early morning, chug a Powerade, shower and rock into work clutching a Maccas breakfast. Now one too many drinks I struggle for the next two days. Ha.
Gym only a few years ago I’d rock into a gym class after a personal training session to encounter girls in their 20’s moaning about how hard. Excuse me? I’ve just done a one on one training and now following up session you’re 20 years younger and still whinging?
Suddenly though life itself interferes. You hear 40 is the new 20. You’re silly enough to believe it. For the early years it rings true. Here’s the thing - as you’re getting older so are your parents (their ageing is more serious with endless possibilities of various health issues that need your help) meanwhile you’re still trying to raise your own kids (teens are harder).
Naturally as a woman you tend to put everyone else’s needs before your own. In a blink of an eye the MILF becomes a FRUMP.
Bright side is you have an epiphany and realise society has basically fucked you over. You get your fitness back up, this time for you, and you give zero fucks and just speak your mind.
That’s why society is frightened of older women - wisdom and experience, same as it ever was.