I swear, when someone’s talking to me now, I can barely understand what’s happening. I know I’m no spring chicken anymore but I wish I was 16 again lol when I experience things it’s like it’s a memory or like I’m at the back of my head. It’s hard to explain. Every thing here is getting gradually worse over the years. Suffice to say, I’m not looking forward to my 40’s…
That being said I feel like I’m making a big deal out of something most women my age just get on with and put up with for the rest of their lives without complaining
I’ve had multiple opinions and all have come to the same conclusion. Einstein once said the definition of insanity is repeating the same thing and expecting a different result, and I’ve done that enough already because I have a stack of papers about a magazine’s thickness in lab results.