One nice thing about getting older is that you have a better sense of who you are. It's easier to say well, I may not necessarily love these things about myself, but that's the way I am, so there's no point in worrying about it. Some things about the self are mutable and some are not. It's not so clear which is which at first.

On the other hand, I just found out I'm starting to lose my hair and my back is fucked up so, y'know, it's a mixed bag.