I don’t know what came over me. It was a random Sunday afternoon, and I walked into my bedroom to put away some laundry. Nothing dramatic—just a normal chore. But as I stood there, basket …
It Started With a Pile of Laundry…

Flipping the Script on Menopause
I don’t know what came over me. It was a random Sunday afternoon, and I walked into my bedroom to put away some laundry. Nothing dramatic—just a normal chore. But as I stood there, basket …
In my last post, I let it all out. The exhaustion. The apathy. The deep frustration that life, at this stage, feels like an endless loop of responsibilities with no room for joy. But here’s …
I’m tired. Not just I didn’t get enough sleep last night tired. Not just I need a vacation tired. I’m bone-deep, soul-level exhausted—the kind that no amount of naps or weekends off can fix. I’m …
I knew something was off before I even had a name for it. I wasn’t sick, but I wasn’t well either. My body felt different—like it was slowly betraying me in a way I couldn’t …