In the last 24 hours, I’ve had two close friends tell me that they hate how they look because they have aged. These people were not joking and these people, IMO, are also not unattractive. I don’t always think I look that great, but something I try to keep in mind is that when I look back on pictures where I thought I was ugly (most of my childhood) and in times when I thought I looked really terrible, I find that I was never as bad looking as I feared that I was. I’m sure some might disagree with my assessment, but I’m also keenly aware that we can’t please everyone and that trying to do so is a fool’s errand. Also, aging is a privilege. There are downsides, because there always are, but surely, for most people there are at least as many positives. Many people that I’ve known didn’t make it to 30, or 40, or 50. None of us have a guarantee for more time. That sometimes weighs on me, but I try to let it inspire me to be more active and to enjoy the time that I have, which isn’t always easy for me, but is definitely better than the alternative.