Lately, I've been having this newfound realisation.
Why is it that so many of the women I see starting things - whether it's coaching businesses, self-improvement pages, founding women empowerment community circles, podcasts - all are around the same age group?
40s. Early 50s. More or less the age where… well, perimenopause and menopause starts creeping in.
And honestly, I can't help but wonder: Are we doing all this because we're losing ourselves… or are we actually trying to find ourselves back?
Unexpected Crying Bouts That Just Hit You
Here's the unfiltered version.
At some points of the day, I cry, untriggered, for no clear reason.
I feel like I can't breathe properly. I feel overwhelmed out of nowhere. I overthink. I scroll through social media and suddenly feel like I've done nothing meaningful with my life, despite everything I've actually done.
Then I snap back into work mode, hit deadlines, reply to WhatsApp messages, and plan the next thing - reviewing social media posting captions, fixing a presentation deck, drafting new blog posts, whatever.
The Hormones Are Real, But So Is the Existential Earthquake
Yes, science says this is the season where oestrogen and progesterone go on a rollercoaster ride. That alone can mess with your mood, your sleep, your thoughts, even your memory.
But it's not just biology. It's identity.
It's like someone suddenly hit the pause button on life and asked:
"Eh, who are you, really?"
"What do you still want?"
"Have you been living life the way you wanted to, or just following the script?"
And wow, that's a hard pill to swallow when you realise you've been running on autopilot for years.
So What Do We Do?
We start something. Anything.
A podcast.
A side hustle.
A journaling habit.
A health journey.
A new hairstyle.
A blog post that sounds like this.
Not because we're lost.
But because we're trying to make sense of the new version of us that's starting to emerge.
It's not always graceful.
It's not always empowering.
Sometimes it's just crying in the dark bedroom after putting the kids to sleep, and Googling "is this a midlife crisis or am I just dramatic?"
Maybe It's Not a Breakdown. Maybe It's a Reboot.
No one talks about this enough.
This could be the stage where you're shedding who you used to be and slowly figuring out who you're becoming.
It can be confusing; but I gotta agree that it's also kind of magical.
And if you're feeling like this too - like something inside you is unravelling quietly even as the world sees you "having it all together"...
...just know you're not alone.
You're not weak. You're not unstable.
You're evolving.
We all are.
And Maybe This Is the Most Honest Thing I've Written in Awhile
So here's to the women who are tired and brave at the same time.
To the women crying quietly and still showing up.
To the women shedding old skins, not because they want to, but because they have to.
Here's to us. Midlife women. Not broken. Just breaking through.
Before I end, here are two songs I've had on repeat - gentle companions to this season of unravelling and rediscovering.
My Way (KATSEYE)
A soft reminder that even when the path feels shaky, you're still walking it your way; one brave, messy, beautiful step at a time.
In Another World (EJAE)
For the version of you you're still becoming. The one who's slowly surfacing through the tears, the chaos, and the quiet rebuild.
Thanks for reading and for holding space with me.
If you're in this season too, know that I see you.
And remember:
You're not "too emotional." You're not "too late." You're right on time for your next chapter. 🔥
