In the weirdest dream I've had so far about two years ago, I saw myself at various stages of my life spaced at about 10-year intervals from a girl of about 13 or 14. I recognised myself so clearly upto about my present age, but what I saw what I might look like in my 60s,70s and 80s positively terrified me. At each age I felt I was being pressed down by what or whom I don't know, and I kept calling out to my mother I don't know why; but I woke up sweating profusely, my nightie completely drenched, and whispering "Ma, be with me, be with me, be with me."
Fortunately that dream hasn't recurred, but the way I saw myself when I would be past 60 was truly horrifying. Every morning I look in the mirror to check for any trace of a change in my face, and am so thankful for not seeing any.