I was 57 and could see 60 on the horizon. Staring at myself in the mirror, all I could see was just another woman fading into obscurity, living a life of “quiet desperation”. We moan about being wolf-whistled in our youth, but a totally disinterested silence is far worse, trust me. I felt uncomfortable in everything I wore, I was lethargic and just “coping” with life, hardly waking up and grabbing life.
The government should shift its focus from creating the conditions for tech “unicorns” to thrive to supporting more women to run their own businesses, a lead