
My Husband Said I Was Too Old at My Birthday Party — My Friend Then Did Something on My Behalf
Yesterday, I celebrated my 57th birthday, and to be honest, I’ve never felt more free. There’s something empowering about embracing your age. At 57, I’ve learned to know myself, to be confident without needing anyone’s approval. But my husband, Mike, doesn’t seem to get that. For years, he’s made little comments about my gray hair, about how I’ve aged. It’s been his way of chipping away at my self-esteem, and I’ve let it slide, thinking I was strong enough. I didn’t realize just how deep his disdain ran until my