Being Age-Inappropriate

I ran out of fucks on my 40th birthday. Seriously. Unlike when I turned 30, I wasn’t thinking about how much I was supposed have accomplished or what I still “had time for.” It was more about what I didn’t feel like I had any more time for — most notably — bullshit of any kind.

At the time, I didn’t know if other women felt this around turning 40 (I now know that many do) and I didn’t stop to consider that this might be…