You've never been good with the whole idea of aging. Yeah, people have told you that age is just a number, but as the years go by and your hair starts to get whiter, you start to freak out more. You vividly remember the day, when you were twenty-five, that you saw a singular strand of white hair, and nothing was ever the same after that.
So, now it's time to get some (preferably all, but some will be okay too) of your youth back with a Botox cosmetic injection. You'd always been the person to sneer at celebrity articles in which an aging start vehemently denied getting a Botox cosmetic injection. Well, it was obvious that they did. After all, wrinkles don't disappear overnight!
Now, you're going to join the ranks of those whom you sneered at. You too are going down the dark and uncertain path that leads to the cave in which a Botox cosmetic injection resides. Oh well, at least your skin will look smoother.
There was no one pivotal moment that made you sit up and exclaim, "That's it, I'm going to get a Botox cosmetic injection!" Rather, it was a series of events that made you think that you really needed it, or else be exiled to the land of Those Who Look Older Than They Really Are.
After all, you're only 60, and isn't it true that 60 is the new 30? People are living to be like two-hundred years old nowadays! Okay, so maybe it wasn't the best idea to dye your hair platinum blond to cover that white hair of yours, but now you think it really is quite a nice shade of brunette!
There you were, happily shopping with your college-aged daughter at a department store and minding your own business when a store employee came up to you and asked if there was anything he could do for you and your granddaughter. Granddaughter! Well, needless to say it was a good thing you two were in the furniture section and there was a couch you could faint on.
That wasn't the worst of it, either. On a completely separate day, you were having lunch at a nice restaurant with your mother, a spry-looking octogenarian. When the waiter came to take your order, he commented on how alike the two of you looked, and thus surmised that you two were sisters! You were too busy choking on your water too answer, so your mother politely informed the idiot that you were mother and daughter and that she was the mother. Needless to say, you didn't leave a tip.
You knew you looked older, but apparently you looked ancient to most people. Well, you'd show them! So, one day during your lunch hour, you went and had the procedure done without telling anyone. When you were referred to later on as your daughter's sister, you knew that you had definitely made the right decision.