Word Press Post A Day – “Age is just a number,” says the well-worn adage. But is it a number you care about, or one you tend (or try) to ignore?
I am not sure I pay attention to my age on a day to day basis, but with each birthday I have, I feel I have hit a milestone. I never expected to be this old. The fact that I have made it this far, I am quite impressed if I do say so myself. I do not acknowledge my age everyday, I do not pay attention to age everyday, nor do I ruminate on my age or anyone else’s age. But to me, living another year is a milestone. It is an achievement. I have defeated a battle that has been going on in my head. The battle of suicidal thoughts and mental illness. I have been conquering them thus far.
When I look to others, I feel like I look at them the same way. I do not look at it in a negative way, in the way that many people say, “ugh I am getting soooo old.” But I see strength. We all have a story, and not everyone knows it. We all have lived to overcome our struggles though, no matter how big or small they might have been. So when I look at myself, and I look at others – that is what I see, as each year passes, I see someone who has conquered their battles, their struggles, and has lived another day, another week, another month, another year. My age, their age, it is not “just a number” but an achievement.