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. In my organs. In my bones. In my brain.
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? What was or is helpful to you?