I'm Becoming Less "Feminine" as I Get Older

At the end of January, I turn the big 3-0. And as a natural byproduct of aging into another decade (and reaching a big milestone), I’m reflecting on where I am in my life and how I present myself to the world. But when I think about the version of me that existed when I was first entering womanhood, she feels so far away.

My teens and 20s were spent worrying about whether or not people liked me, and my focus is now finding a way to make sure I like me—and a big part of that is ridding myself of all the things that aren’t quintessentially who I am. While I wish I’d come to this conclusion sooner, entering this new phase seems as good a time as any to figure out my truest form. And so far, I think stereotypical “femininity” has way less of a place in my world. Let me explain…