The Joy Junkie Show

When told by older women that she would one day settle into her age and things would get easier, author Kaya Oakes thought, “Apparently at some point I would reach a magical age when I had ‘no fucks left to give.’ But no one had warned me that before I hit that magical age, I’d have to survive my forties.” If it’s not your face falling down, your bladder starting a coup, your hair falling out, or needing waaaaay too much sleep (I mean, this is unreasonable, isn’t it?), then it’s dealing with feeling invisible, grappling with your identity shifts, and wondering if it’s only going to get worse. Now don’t get me wrong, I know I have it easy. I know being in my forties is far from the end of the world. But something is for sure changing and I don’t hear a bunch of folks talking about it. In fact, when I look at social media, television, or other media, middle-age women seem to be visible only when advertising fiber supplements. Try searching any stock photo site for middle-age women and you’ll get a ton of women