When I was young, these harsh judgments could send me spiraling into depression for days.) But this man left me shaken. I have no desire to take him up on his sweet confession, but he has made me stop and think — about myself, about age, about life. I find myself buying into our cultural concept of age, which says I’m ugly now, a hag. But why is it that a man can be desirable his whole life long and a woman can’t?

Source: New York Times February 08, 2019 04:52 UTC