'How terrible to live'
When I was 15, I looked at my pregnant 35-year-old mother and I was ashamed of her, because she is old and pregnant.
When I was 20 and I was dancing in a disco with my friends, we looked with contempt at the thirty-year-old “old women” dancing around and we felt sorry for them.
When I was 25 and I found out about my husband’s mistress, who is over thirty, I just was perplexed and shocked how he could exchange me for a young and beautiful woman for some old woman out there.
Now I am 36 and I understand that I am young, beautiful and still ahead