i'm 48 and honestly a little relieved my knees are getting creaky because then MAYBE people will finally see me and not just right through me like some invisible perimenopausal ghost lol but then i hear my daughter's grandma is having trouble getting around and i get this awful pang — it’s like my own body is betraying me just thinking about it, not hers, just mine
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