Ok people, I had a break down. A meaningless snap chat glitch sent me into a funk. It recognized my neck as another face and I was like WTF? Since menopause is a staple in my vocabulary now, I’ve noticed that my skin isn’t quite as elastic as it used to be, I have wrinkles where I never thought I would and I’m adjusting to stubborn age spots that have taken up residence on my face. But then I realized that I had allowed myself to believe that aging could be stalled somehow. I believed that if I was religious in using the anti-aging products I would look youthful forever. Yeah, I bought the lie.