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It Took Me 50 Years to Learn This

Jun 21
6 min read

The freedom that comes from finally being yourself.



A few weeks ago, I caught sight of myself in the bathroom mirror while I was getting ready for work and found myself studying the unfamiliar face looking back at me.


There were the fine lines around my eyes that seemed to have appeared overnight, despite the fact that I've spent years faithfully applying moisturiser and sunscreen. There was the softer jawline that gravity has been quietly negotiating with for some time now, and there was the unmistakable evidence that the woman in the mirror had lived, loved, worried, laughed, raised children, made mistakes, learned lessons and somehow arrived at fifty.


For a moment, I found myself wondering where all those years had gone.


It's a strange thing, getting older.


When you're young, fifty feels impossibly far away. Then one day you wake up and realise you've somehow become the person you used to think of as a proper grown-up, and despite all the birthdays and milestones along the way, it still comes as something of a surprise.


As a psychologist, I have spent decades helping women navigate stress, anxiety, burnout, perfectionism, self-doubt and the endless pressure to be everything to everyone. Yet turning fifty has taught me some lessons that no textbook, university lecture or professional development workshop ever could.


The older I get, the more convinced I become that so much of our suffering comes from fighting ourselves. Fighting who we are, fighting the reality of our lives, fighting the passage of time and constantly striving to become some future version of ourselves that we imagine will finally be enough and that self-acceptance will magically happen.


But turning fifty taught me that self-acceptance is not something you magically arrive at. It's a choice. A way of relating to yourself that becomes easier when you stop believing that happiness lives somewhere just beyond the next achievement or what others think of you.



One of the first lessons I learned is that waiting for life to begin is a very effective way to miss the life you already have.


For years, I carried around a mental list of conditions that needed to be met before I would allow myself to fully relax and enjoy my life. I'd be happy when I lost weight, when I got organised, when work became less stressful, when the children were older, when finances improved, when life settled down.


Occasionally, one of those things would happen.


I would achieve the goal.


Cross something off the list.


Experience a brief sense of satisfaction.


And then, almost immediately, my mind would move the goalposts and begin focusing on the next thing that needed fixing, improving, achieving or changing.


It took me a long time to realise that while I was waiting for life to be different, I was missing the life that was already happening around me.


I was missing ordinary Tuesday afternoons, cups of tea on the back patio, conversations with people I loved and countless small moments that would never come around again because I was always too focused on the future.


And perhaps that is where self-acceptance really begins. Not in some dramatic moment of transformation, but in learning to be present for the life that is already unfolding around you.



Once I stopped constantly chasing the next version of myself, I began to notice something else.


Most people weren't paying nearly as much attention to me as I thought they were.

I spent years worrying about what people thought of me.


Whether they approved of me.


Whether I looked right.


Whether I said the right thing.


Whether I was somehow measuring up.


Then one day it dawned on me that I'm really not that important.


And I don't mean that in a bad way.


But unless I have my boobs hanging out or something obvious hanging out of my nose, most people are far too busy worrying about their own lives to spend time analysing mine.


There is something deeply liberating about realising that you don't need universal approval.

You simply need to be able to respect the person looking back at you in the mirror.


And when you stop spending so much energy worrying about what everybody else thinks, you suddenly have a lot more energy available for the things that actually matter.


That realisation becomes even more important as we get older because another thing that turning fifty changes is your relationship with time.


When we’re younger, life often feels endless. There’s always next year. Always another opportunity. Always plenty of time.




I remember the moment it struck me that I now have more years behind me than ahead of me.


It wasn't depressing.


If anything, it was clarifying.


It forced me to ask questions I had been avoiding for years.


What actually matters to me?

What kind of life do I want to create from this point forward?

What do I want to spend my precious time and energy doing?


Those questions ultimately led me to write a book, build a website, start creating videos and pursue opportunities that I might once have dismissed as unrealistic.


Sometimes it takes an awareness of life's limits to give us the courage to start living more intentionally.


Of course, becoming aware of the passing of time also means becoming aware of the

changes that time leaves behind.



And that brings me to another lesson that fifty has taught me.

Gravity remains undefeated.

There comes a point in every woman's life when you discover that things no longer sit exactly where they once did. Wrinkles appear in places that used to be smooth. Muscles complain about activities that once seemed effortless and you find yourself making noises when you get up off the couch.

Nobody prepares us for this in our twenties.

And honestly, would we have listened anyway?

Instead, we’re surrounded by messages suggesting that ageing is something to fight, resist, disguise or delay.


There is always another cream, another supplement, another treatment promising to turn back the clock.


And while there is absolutely nothing wrong with looking after yourself, there is something profoundly exhausting about spending your life at war with the natural process of growing older.


These days, I have wrinkles.

I have saggy bits.


I own more pairs of comfortable shoes than I care to admit.


And I have discovered that stretchy pants and sensible undies are among humanity's greatest achievements.


Most importantly, I have stopped believing that my worth is somehow tied to looking twenty-five forever.


Ageing is not a personal failure.


It’s evidence that we have lived.


 

After fifty years, this is what I know in my soul.


The goal was never perfection.


The goal was simply to become more fully yourself.


To stop waiting for some future version of you to arrive before you allow yourself to enjoy your life.


To stop measuring your worth by your appearance, your productivity, your achievements or other people's opinions.


It’s finally realising that the person you have been trying so hard to become has been here all along.


She was there beneath the self-doubt.


Beneath the pressure.


Beneath the endless striving.


Beneath the belief that you had to do more, achieve more or become more before you could finally feel enough.

 


If any of this resonates with you, you're not alone.


Many of the women I work with spend so much of their lives caring for everyone else, meeting responsibilities, managing endless mental to-do lists and trying to hold everything together that they lose touch with themselves in the process.


That's exactly why I created my free 7 Days to a Calmer You Challenge.

Each day you'll receive a short email with a simple strategy to help you slow down, calm your nervous system, reconnect with what matters and create a little more breathing space in your life.


You can join the free challenge here:



Prefer to watch instead of read? You can watch the YouTube version of this blog here.


Until next time.


Pause. Breathe. Reconnect.



Written by Liz Anderson, Psychologist

Liz Anderson is a psychologist and author of Stop Rushing Start Living: A Psychologist’s Guide to Slowing Down, Stressing Less and Calming the Mind, supporting busy women to slow down, feel calmer, and create more space for what matters most.


If you found this helpful, drop by my website for more useful information on bringing more calm, clarity and joy into your life https://www.slowdownwithliz.com.

 

 

 
 
 

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