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…