Hi,

Late 30's female here. I am beginning to notice inevitable signs of physically aging, as the years slog forward. The mirror reminds me - every day - that I am a slowly decaying organism. Yes, I am human. Yes, I am an aging animal too.

I waffle between avoiding the mirror completely and obsessively searching my reflection for new signs of aging. I am preoccupied with hopeless thoughts: I wonder what decay is occurring within my body, that I can't see. I think about how I will be increasingly invisible, burdensome, and less useful. I wonder if life going forward will only become sadder because my body is passively regenerating less.

Can anyone relate? How do or did you approach this hangup?