For years, every time I looked in the mirror, I would turn into every subtle line, each new gray hair. I was consumed on anti-aging creams, hair dyes, and even plastic surgery.
The beauty industry has convinced me that aging was the enemy to fight with what I had.
My prospect began to change after a conversation with Grandma. He was a woman of 85 years old, her face was fragile with a million wrinkles, each of which is life.
He wore his silver hair like a crown and he laughed at the youth on my obsession. “Honey,” he said, “Each of those lines is proof that you have lived, to love and survive.”
At that time, I laughed at his words, but they remained with me, bothering my consciousness, challenging the prevailing notion that increases that he was growing.
During Japania, a country where age is simply not respected, but reverence.
The faces of their wrinkles and gray hair were symbols of wisdom and experience than signs of decay. My western ideas began to crumble in the land growing there.
After my return, from the newly armed point of view, I began to hug the old changes. Delicate lines were no longer enemies, but the signs of honor I laughed and cried, loved and lost. Each gray hair became a symbol of wisdom earned through years of experience.
But changing my prospect was not enough. I wanted to challenge public norms and perceptions of aging. So I started sharing my journey on social media. My platform to inspire others to see beauty in aging.
I knew less about how to transform this personal search not only to my worldview, but also on my career path. Today, as an individual branding consultant, I encourage my customers to hug their authentic identity, age is included.
After all, our experiences, wisdom and lessons learned over time are the significant aspects of our personal brand.
Now that people ask me how I overcome aging, I tell them about my transformation. I share how I have learned to see thin lines and gray hair as evidence that I have lived, love and survive.
But what is more interesting, referring to unexpected challenges and victories, which came through this change?
Accepting my age. Identity Admission Travel:
It all started with a mirror leaving and making a decision on its own acceptance. I decided to leave the fear and panic that were burned on every subtle line and the gray hair I saw. I started accepting them as natural products of life, loved, love and survive.
My journey was not a night reset. It was a gradual shift of thinking. I consciously started to see beauty in my face. I have made my hair walking over the silver, watching as a symbol of wisdom rather than an age.
I found strength to share my journey in social media. To post few photos, sance filters and openly talk about my process of aging, helped me to join the same way with others. Positive answers were overwhelming and encouraging.
Being an individual branding consultant, I began to include this acceptance in my work. Customer customers have become an integral part of their authentic brand construction to hug their age.
The results were amazing. Not only did they accept themselves better, but their audience pins deeper with them.
My self-service journey made me restore beauty to myself. We are not talking about wrinkles or gray hair. It’s about hugging each part of each self, including the signs of aging.
The illusion of youth. Misconception
The world we live often often equates beauty with youth. It is a conviction that is deeply involved in our society, supports a multimillion-dollar beauty industry that flourishes the fear of aging.
The story is around us, in magazines, billboards, television advertising and now for social media. We keep saying that we should look young to be beautiful.
My prospect is challenging this story. I used to be part of a crowd afraid of every age of age. However, my journey taught me that this perception is nothing but public construction.
There is no universal rule, which states that beauty fades old. In fact, in many cultures of the world, age is respected and respected, it is considered a sign of wisdom and experience.
The young look doesn’t mean being beautiful. Beauty lies in authenticity, including who you are at every stage of your life. Age brings experience and wisdom that are really beautiful.
Many keep the belief that we have to fight aging at all costs. But I realized that there was another way to approach it.
Transforming perspective. Accepting age beauty
The first thing I did to stop my fastest criticism. You need to be gentle with yourself and realize that aging is a natural process, not a shortcoming. Instead of focusing on the negative sides, I began to appreciate the positive ones that come with age – wisdom, experience and flexibility.
Second, I made a conscious effort to leave myself away from heat spreads. This meant that there was unrealistic social media, who contributed to the unrealistic standards of beauty and replaced them with positive role models who gently marked self-esteem and gently grow old.
Next, I accept all aspects of my life, including my appearance. This was a significant step, as it included leaving hair dyes and covering my natural hair color. It was a liberation experience.
Finally, I decided to spread my journey publicly. It helped me to be connected with like-minded people and to form auxiliary community. It strengthened my belief that aging is beautiful and something to be proud of.
If you are struggling with accepting your age, I hope my experience can inspire you to see other things differently. Remember that every string of your face is a testament to your lifestyle, it’s nothing to celebrate, not to hide.
Be proud of your age. After all, it is proof that you have lived, to love and survive.
Life life on my terms. Self-help journey
In aging, taking responsibility for my point of view was a turning point in my journey. I realized my dissatisfaction with the social standards of beauty and chose to see otherwise.
This choice, although it is easy, raised my personal power and helped me go through other challenges in my life.
I realized that what we accept as “normal” or “true” is just public programming. It was time to think about myself and live life in my own way.
The reality of your situation needs to be resisted not only blindly strives for positivity. For me, this meant to admit that I was older, and that was good. It was more than good; It was a holiday of life and experience.
I strived to equal my life in my true nature, hugging the wisdom and flexibility that comes with age. I questioned the public myths about beauty and aging, refraining from the expectations of my potential.
Here are the main steps of my journey.
- Taking responsibility for aging from my point of view
- Thinking to live myself and life
- To a reality of aging
- Equating my life with a true nature
- Meeting about the beauty and aging of public myths
Independence travel is never easy, but it’s worth it. It transforms your reality, allows you to live really, and encourages consistent growth.
Remember that you have the power to set your own beauty standards. Let’s mention the life we have lived, love and survive.