50 is the new 30 – Really?

50 is supposedly the new 30. Did you hear? I’m not so sure about that. It seems that statement is more of a sales pitch to get me to buy more Retinol face creams and buy my clothes from Anthropologie (I do so love the fragrance that wafts over you in their stores!) and Zara so I can still be “sooooo cute” or “you look gorgeous” when meeting friends with the double sided air kiss. I am a woman in my 50’s. I don’t think I want to be 30 again. My body definitely says I’m not 30. My life experiences tell me I sure as hell am not 30. So why the pressure to not be my age? Why does the world tell me not to be me? Why am I feeling a little lost right now?