So this is a blog not just about being left. It’s about surviving being left. At 50. Not 20 or 25 when the whole world’s ahead of you and a fresh start really means that. Not 30 when most of your girl parts are still standing pretty erect, and the wrinkles haven’t started to show cause you’ve avoided the sun (and all that fun!). Not 35, when 40 is creeping around the bend but you tell yourself you, “still look good for your age.” Not the dreaded 40 that you get through because you’ve upped your workout regimen and changed your diet a bit, and bought some pricey wrinkle cream and started yoga and given up carbs. Not 45 when most people think you “still look 40” and you’ve updated your wardrobe and gotten highlights in your hair and maybe a few “facial tweeks” just to maintain. Not 49, when you are in total denial. To be a woman, and to be left at 50, is a terrifying, challenging, painful thing that requires so much strength not to “fall down the rabbit hole.” Let’s face it. Fifty-year-old men can get a woman 20 or more years younger than they are to at least date them. I do not exist to any 25-year-old man. He sees me and assumes I am somebody’s mother or wife. There’s no, “Oh, I hope that old broad is on the market so I can ask her out” thing. He doesn’t want to go to the “Art in the Park” fair with me. He doesn’t want to have an afternoon cup of Earl Grey tea. He definitely doesn’t want a low carb breakfast, lunch and dinner followed by a Late Night Raspberry Sorbet chaser (such decadence!). But that’s okay with me. I don’t want to have to deal with all of that “younger guy who’s not a man yet stuff”. (Dirty Sneakers with Khakis and a Rock T-shirt to a 5-Star restaurant anyone?) That phase of our lives is thankfully over and done with. All of you reading this deserve better. So let’s be real about what our options are…to be left and to rebuild…our lives, in some cases our careers, and most importantly, Ourselves. Join me, won’t you?
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We all go through major life transitions when relationships end… Through this website, I will share my thoughts as I walk the path of “New-Self” discovery. It doesn’t matter which side of 50 you are on. The real question is, Are you ready to live life? To forge a Path of Your Own Making (For a change!)? Then stop dwelling over the What-Might-Have-Beens and join me. Share your thoughts here, comment on mine, and let’s do this together!