04/01/2026
“I liked my younger face. We had a good life together. That face is dead now,” Sarah Miller writes. “At times, my grief about this loss is as overpowering as anything I’ve felt over a death or a lost relationship. There is the invisibility that middle-aged women speak of, but the moments of visibility aren’t that great, either.”
“The worst, though, are those moments when I kind of forget that my face doesn’t look the way it used to, and I see myself in a mirror by accident, or in a photo, and I think, That can’t really be me,” she continues. “I am supposed to endure all this with dignity, silence, and maturity, and yet, as you age, especially if you’re suddenly single, or even if you’re not, you realize the best way to get the sort of attention and support that would help you face aging with grace and maturity involves remaining youthfully alluring. Botox is a reasonable tool in a world where a lot of things we do not want to be true are true anyway.” Miller reflects on aging and getting injectables: https://newyorkermag.visitlink.me/1uj0yj