Stopping trying to explain my career to people who were never going to get it was the most quietly liberating decision I have ever made.
It Wasn’t Perimenopause. It Was Inflammation.
For months I assumed it was perimenopause. Turns out it was inflammation, and that distinction changed absolutely everything for me.
The Western Panic Around Perimenopause
I watched my TikTok algorithm panic about perimenopause for months. Then I started asking who actually benefits.
There Is No Crisis. There Is Only the Glow-Up.
They call it a midlife crisis. From where I am standing at 40, it looks a lot more like finally knowing exactly who you are and acting on it.
Letting Go of the Woman You Thought You’d Be
I had a blueprint for who I’d become. Letting her go hurt, but she made room for the woman I actually am.
Your Sex Drive Is Not a Personality Trait, Babe
Being horny is not a brand. Your sex drive is not your entire personality, no matter what the internet says.
You’re Allowed to Change Your Mind About What You Want
I wanted one life at 25, another at 35, and something softer now. Changing your mind isn’t flaky. It’s growth.
Hungover, Deranged, and Scrubbing My Soul Clean
Hungover, unhinged, and aggressively cleaning like it might fix my life. It didn’t, but the floors are spotless and I feel reborn.
Dating in Your Forties: Fewer Games, Same Existential Dread
Less ghosting, more honesty, and somehow even more existential dread. Dating in your forties hits different, and not always gently.
Can You Be Allergic to a Place?
Some places drain me like pollen for the soul. I’ve learned you can feel allergic to a place, even when nothing’s wrong on paper.
Goodbye Adelaide, Hello Mum’s Spare Room
Goodbye independence, hello Mum’s spare room. Starting over at 42 isn’t glamorous, but it might just be the reset I needed.
When Life Lessons Don’t Come Cheap
Some lessons cost money, pride, and peace of mind. But if it gets you closer to who you’re meant to be, it’s worth the bill.
