Being invisible. I don’t mean to men (I got hassled a lot when younger, don’t miss that) but invisible to everybody. Shop assistants, in meetings at work, younger women. I don’t blend in, I wear nice clothes, have hair and make up done. But it’s as if society, UK one anyway, has decided that middle aged women have absolutely no relevance and people’s gaze just sweeps over me as if I don’t exist. It has started to anger me. I have more about me now than when I was younger, but nobody wants to know about it. Being thought irrelevant (hate that word) is the biggest ager of them all.
You see the Queen, sure she has mobility issues now. But she is fully engaged and bright as anything. Why is that? Because she is listened to, she is respected, she has “relevance”. It keeps you going.