I turn 40 in December, but in anticipation of turning so have already mentally placed myself there. Am personally anxious to see if when I actually turn 40 I start to picture myself as 41.
Anyway I can relate to one of the previous posts about wondering just how I'm perceived, because I just don't have what seem to be normal social skills. Pepper said she can't tell the stylist what kind of haircut she wants. I can't get my pants tailored to fit me. They are all either too long, too short, too tight or too loose. After I picked up my most recent alterations, I gave in the salesperson's suggestion (despite my urge to flee right then and there) and actually did try them on. The salesperson asked me if they were OK, and I couldn't bring myself to say "No, they're too long (and baggy)"
Instead I said "Oh, they're fine," and then I fleed. And now each day I wear them it's a reminder of my failure as a human.