A friend of mine in her early 30s found her first signs of crows feet. By her reaction I didn’t know if she needed talked off the ledge or a bottle of wine. She jokingly asked me, “Is it all downhill from here?”
When it comes to fine lines and gravity…yes. Yes it is 😉
She looked shocked when I told her that when I turned 40, life got better. (Gravity still stunk but whatever lol).
Being 40+ is a beautiful thing for one major reason: you finally learn to cut all of the unnecessary BS out of your life and you stop apologizing for it.
With unnecessary BS, comes unnecessary people.
When I turned 40, I realized that I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations.
It. Is. Liberating.
It’s refreshing to finally admit “ya know…I don’t like that person…so no, I don’t want them in my circle or even on the outer layer of my circle.”
I used to feel really bad for thinking things like that or even saying them out loud…but now, I am making no apologies.
The people with ulterior motives…the people who are as authentic as my hair extensions…the people who are your friend on social media only so they can obviously troll you because they have never liked or commented on a picture…the people who smile to your face in public when they clearly can’t stand you.
Those are unnecessary people in my life.
I don’t like everyone…and that’s ok.
Not everyone likes me…and that is ok.
I have been unfriended, blocked and everything in between. It used to bother me in my “younger” years…it would actually keep me up at night. But once I hit 40, it became more of a relief than anything else.
Why surround yourself with people who obviously don’t care for you? If they want to delete you from their life…let them and don’t give it a second thought.
Admitting that you don’t like or care for someone doesn’t mean you are not KIND.
Admitting that you don’t like someone means that you value your OWN energy, heart and time.
Walk away from the people you don’t want to play with in the sandbox…it’s liberating.