Hey ho! It's me -- the woman with the wrinkles.
Thanks for trying to help me look younger. I bought the anti-wrinkle cream. And the facial scrub. And the toner. And the night cream.
And I pretty much still look my age.
My skin is less dry, I think, and maybe a bit smoother. But I don't look younger. Just shinier.
Who am I kidding? The wrinkle-train left the station years ago.
So I have a decision to make. Since I'm scared of invasive procedures, I can either keep trying new anti-aging products or go cold turkey and accept my aging face.
I would like to be able to say that I am just fine with looking older as the years go by. But that's a lie. I hate it. I hate my wrinkles. There. I said it.
So, no, I can't throw in the towel and stop trying. I'm not a quitter. So I'll keep trying new products and hoping to find one that will actually do for me what it claims to be able to do.
Hope springs eternal. Like wrinkles do.