It saddens me that so many people hate getting older, so much so that birthdays bring a sense of dread, or even a breakdown of sorts, and there is so much time, effort and money put into denying your age.

Don’t get me wrong, I understand.

To look in the mirror and not recognise the person staring back at you.

To feel like you haven’t quite hit the milestones you had hoped to hit by now.

To feel like your time is running out (especially biologically).

To be scared and stressed at the multitude of things that get added to your plate each year…

Recently I decided to take a little break off social media. All Social Media.

Instagram, TikTok, Facebook, LinkedIn… the lot.

Why, you ask?

Because I was sick of the funk I had found myself in. The endless, mindless scrolling, not even realising I had succumbed to the habit until I was already 30minutes deep and stuck in the void of reels. Plus the pressure to be better at posting myself, especially from a business perspective. I had lost all creativity, motivation and enjoyment from using these apps and felt like a pause would be beneficial, if for no other reason than to stop me wasting time in the “un-real” world trapped in my screen.

She asked me to explain what had brought me to her, other than it being a freebie… and even went as deep as to ask me what my childhood was like. I was intrigued if my answers would inform the session drastically or if it was just useful to know in terms of knowing what my body and I have been through. She explained it would start of feeling similar to meditation, of which I am familiar, but that we would be conversing throughout.