As I approach my 50th birthday this April, I do not look like what some may consider “middle-aged”. I am more “J-Lo and Jen Aniston” than I am the grey-haired housewife sending her kids off to college, wondering where those extra pounds came from, and trying to finally do something for myself, now that my “kids are out of the house”. Nor am I the “Stepford” wife, or similar, who married well, popped out 2.5 kids, and received “bonuses” from my husband if they got into the right schools.

I am an actress, musician, and songwriter, and chose the life of an artist. From the time I graduated from…