Hey lady!
I’m so glad we found each other!
This hormonal stuff is a nightmare, isn’t it? And so far, you haven’t met anyone else going through it like you are.
A few years ago, you had it all together. Life was fine. And now this.
You’re stressed, anxious, hot and cold mood-wise, and it’s all too fricken much. The brain fog, the overwhelm, the meltdowns, the not-coping, the memory problems.
You feel like you’re losing your sanity. Maybe you even have Alzheimer’s, you tell yourself. (You probably don’t, by the way, but by all means check with a health professional if you want, especially if you have a family history of it)
Girl, I feel you. I hear you. And I want to help you.
First off, know that you’re NOT alone! Yes, I’m going through it too. Some real crazy shizzle going on.
Second, know that this is a journey of little steps. Because big steps are too much right now.
I want to help you find your way through this utterly chaotic rat’s asshole of a time-of-life that comes to every woman.
Now, bear in mind that I’m not a health professional or a therapist. I’m an ordinary woman who has to learn strategies to get through every day.
Oh, I didn’t mention? I strongly suspect I have ADHD and autism. No official diagnosis at this point though. Just me and the internet rabbit holes of research. (You’ve probably fallen down one or two of those in your time, right?)
So the usual trite “Meditate and you’ll be fine”, or the yawnful talks about following your breath that are for most people, aren’t really my thing.
Other people’s mindful makes me mad or miserable. Depending on the day. Even depending on the hour sometimes!
I need special mindful stuff. And if you’ve found me, maybe you need special stuff too.
Things that work with neurodivergent brains, maybe.
You may not be one of the 95% (or thereabouts) neurotypical women out there, so you need different approaches. Different activities. Things that work WITH your brain, not against it.
But even if you’re “just” peri-menopausal, you’re very welcome too.
I’m ready to start taking the little steps forward, one itty-bitty tiptoe at a time back towards sanity and owning my life again.
Are you coming?