I was talking to my friend the other day about the feeling of “being invisible”. When I mentioned to my son I sometimes feel invisible he thought the idea was ridiculous.
Many years ago a fellow artist friend who was twenty years older said that one day I would walk into a room with my daughter, who happens to be
gorgeous, and no one would see me. Well…..the day came when I was in my fifties. I felt invisible! Where had I gone? It happened just like she said….darn! I looked at my daughter and smiled but knew I had entered a new phase of my life.
We are a youth oriented generation. Being young has all the perks….or so they say. When women are young they are filled with light, beauty, tight skin and a tight butt. They may be young but guess what hasn’t fallen….yet!
When I was young I never gave this idea of being invisible a millisecond of a thought.
My son reminded me being invisible was a story /feeling I have taken on as mine…….he may be correct yet the story and feeling is real for many women.
Have you ever felt invisible?
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