To be honest, I couldn’t care less about others first impression or what people think of me. One of the perks of being over fifty is the treasure trove of life experiencesboth good and badthat you carry. Looking back on those moments, you realize how insignificant others’ opinions truly are. What truly matters is how you see yourself. At the end of the day, can you stand in front of the mirror and meet your own gaze with pride? Owning up to your actions and choices is far more meaningful than worrying about the judgments of people who neither know you nor understand your journey.