I really wish someone had told me that life in your 30s is when it feels like you have reached the top and there's no other direction to go but down. I say this because I noticed a few changes in my body that I was not expecting to see so soon.
One of the things that I noticed is how food has become my worst enemy. Before I didn't have to worry about food affecting my body but now, I have to think twice about what I eat. And usually, the question is, "Is this food item worth the two-hour session I will have on the toilet later this evening or middle of the night?" If the answer is yes, then I have taken full responsibility and I accept my sentence like a real woman. If not, I pass and go with a safer choice or refuse to accept the food item.
For starters, milk has become my enemy. I have a love-hate relationship with milk now that didn't exist before. Everything I love in this life has milk, cheese, cream, or any form of lactose in it. Birthday cake is no longer a dessert I look forward to at birthdays or other celebrations. I feel like this is my punishment for something I did when I was younger. I just really wish I knew what I had done to deserve this.
I have noticed laugh lines on my face, my knees hurt when I do any kind of jumping at the gym, and there's no way in Hell I can pull an all-nighter nowadays. Sleep is a must! Not just for me, but for everyone's safety around me. I welcome naps whenever I get a chance. I get heartburn when I eat something acidic or salty.
My priorities in life have changed. I'm less materialistic and more about being in the moment of things. I welcome joy in my life in other ways that are more intrinsic (feeling happy, full, satisfied) than external things like having the latest handbag, shoes, cell phone, or clothes.
I know deep down inside I should embrace the changes but I really wish someone would have given me a warning about these things that are happening. Is there anyone who is willing to give me a few warnings about the 40s? That would be extremely helpful. Thanks!
As always, thanks for reading,
Mayra :)
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One of the things that I noticed is how food has become my worst enemy. Before I didn't have to worry about food affecting my body but now, I have to think twice about what I eat. And usually, the question is, "Is this food item worth the two-hour session I will have on the toilet later this evening or middle of the night?" If the answer is yes, then I have taken full responsibility and I accept my sentence like a real woman. If not, I pass and go with a safer choice or refuse to accept the food item.For starters, milk has become my enemy. I have a love-hate relationship with milk now that didn't exist before. Everything I love in this life has milk, cheese, cream, or any form of lactose in it. Birthday cake is no longer a dessert I look forward to at birthdays or other celebrations. I feel like this is my punishment for something I did when I was younger. I just really wish I knew what I had done to deserve this.
I have noticed laugh lines on my face, my knees hurt when I do any kind of jumping at the gym, and there's no way in Hell I can pull an all-nighter nowadays. Sleep is a must! Not just for me, but for everyone's safety around me. I welcome naps whenever I get a chance. I get heartburn when I eat something acidic or salty.
My priorities in life have changed. I'm less materialistic and more about being in the moment of things. I welcome joy in my life in other ways that are more intrinsic (feeling happy, full, satisfied) than external things like having the latest handbag, shoes, cell phone, or clothes.
I know deep down inside I should embrace the changes but I really wish someone would have given me a warning about these things that are happening. Is there anyone who is willing to give me a few warnings about the 40s? That would be extremely helpful. Thanks!
As always, thanks for reading,
Mayra :)
PS-If you wish to follow me on Facebook, LIKE my page: https://www.facebook.com/msguidedinlife/
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