I know what it is to be afraid of growing old. I have a husband who criticizes me for being overweight, so I can only imagine the taunts and hurtful comments that I might be subjected to. This is not only a youth oriented society, it’s a looks oriented society. Look bad, deserve bad (treatment). I intend to have work done on my skin, when the need arises. Although there is no shame in growing old, I don’t see why we can’t invest in ourselves to make ourselves look the best we can. It can’t come down to our accepting ourselves based on being able to dress well or get cosmetic work done, though. If there is no money for such things, we still have to like ourselves.
Growing old doesn’t mean there will be no one there for you to look up to. I am learning, through difficulty, that people younger than me have acquired much wisdom and possess much kindness. There will always be people there for you to celebrate life with and mourn life with.