We’re judged and shamed for physical things we have no control over (wrinkles, gray hair, changes in vision, etc.). We cannot control time and aging, but we’re made to feel like we damn well better try.
I had some creepy guy, well into his 60s, lean towards me and whisper, conspiratorially, about the women in line ahead of us at a UPS. They happened to be a few years older than me (within 10 years), all with dyed locks. I’m a redhead who is slowly getting whiter, but it takes longer to notice the transition. Still, he judged them for dying their hair. “Not like yours, so natural and vibrant (aka still mostly my natural color, I guess).” Gross. So we get criticized for dying, not dying, having plastic surgery, or not. Seriously, there is no winning. What does it matter if they dyed or not? I was really disappointed by his attitude.