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I made some basic goals for myself that I want to reach by the time I’m 65, because I don’t want to end up having lunch with a young woman one day and telling her that I still can’t accept myself. I don’t want my experience of being a woman to always be dragged down by impossible or at least painful expectations for my appearance. I don’t want to be forever stuck in a cycle of trying to tweak the way I look until I look closer to perfection, because there is no such thing as perfection, and because there is always something else to tweak.