Why does resting feel like a guilty act, even when your body is screaming for it? If you’ve ever sat down and immediately felt that pang of shame, you’re not alone and it’s not because you’re lazy. If you’re like most women in perimenopause and midlife, that guilt isn’t just in your head, it’s built into how we live our lives . We’ve been conditioned to keep going. To put everyone else first. To grind, hustle, and multitask until we collapse. And when we finally hit pause, th

Midlife is not for shrinking. It’s for taking up space, unapologetically. If anyone tells you otherwise, they clearly don’t understand the power we’ve earned over decades of living, loving, and surviving. With that said though, do you ever feel like society just… forgets about us once we hit midlife? Like suddenly we’re background noise, invisible in conversations, overlooked at work, skipped over in marketing, ignored in dating apps, and even sidelined in social circles? Yea

Raise your hand if you’ve ever looked at someone and thought, “If you say one more word, I might lose it”? 🙋‍♀️ Or slammed a door, muttered something under your breath, or cried one minute and yelled the next? Yeah. Me too. Welcome to perimenopause. And let me tell you: that rage? It’s real. And you are not crazy. Why the Rage Happens Perimenopause is a perfect storm of physical, emotional, and hormonal changes: Hormones are on a rollercoaster. Estrogen and progesterone l

Loneliness doesn’t always look like being alone. Sometimes it’s the quiet ache of realizing your friend group doesn’t quite fit who you are anymore and that grief can hit harder than you expected. Have you ever noticed that some friendships just… fade? Not because anyone did anything wrong, but because life happens, people change, and suddenly the conversations you used to have feel hollow or exhausting? Welcome to midlife. And let me tell you, it’s heartbreaking, confusing,