The divine intervention occurred. My neighbor, whom I trust, suggested, “You should really talk to my collagen lady.” Desperate for relief, I thought, “What do I have to lose?” I signed up immediately, eager to try the product, just hoping to remember what it felt like to play a match, climb stairs, or sit down without pain.
About 10 days later, I received the package. I had just come home from tennis, showered, and something told me to take pictures of my face—just in case. I had seen others’ results but remained skeptical. I wasn’t aiming to look younger, just to feel younger. But I thought, “Let’s see what this can do.”

