This is what no makeup 40 looks like on me:
I didn’t expect to be single at 40 and having to move again because there are more crazy people in the world than sane ones.
I didn’t expect to have a chronically painful illness, but I’m pushing through it, and I’m focusing on me and my health for once instead of walking on eggshells to make other people happy.
I didn’t expect to wake up at exactly midnight to my cat presenting me with a “mouse” which actually turned out to be a ball of my own hair I had cleaned out of my hairbrush and she took out of the trash.
Happy 40th to me, I guess! At least I’ll have a good friend for some company today!
x0x0,
☠️-Sid-☠️