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Perimenopause wasn’t something that was actively on my radar when it hit. If I’m being honest, I didn’t even know it was a thing before I found myself deep in the throes of the hormonal chaos it rained down on me. I thought menopause was it.That somewhere around 50 I’d buckle up for a wild…
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Silence can be a powerful tool for reclaiming your energy. Let others believe what they want; your truth speaks for itself.
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The article challenges the misuse of self-care as avoidance, urging readers to take actionable steps toward their goals and confront self-sabotage.
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Yesterday I was speaking with a new team member and learned that an opportunity I was told I was being vetted for had already been given to someone else. No formal conversation. No acknowledgment. I just happened to hear it in passing, like a line dropped between scenes that I was never meant to catch.…
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I tried a 30-day experiment where I stopped being “useful.” What I learned about burnout, boundaries, and calming a nervous system stuck in survival mode changed everything.
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Women have always known. Not just that men can be dangerous, but that the most dangerous ones don’t look like it. They’re trusted. Vetted. Loved. Chosen. So what does “choose better” even mean when some men are skilled enough to build entire lives as cover stories? At what point do we stop asking to be…
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Kehlani’s Folded became an unexpected anthem at the end of 2025. It sounds like a song about love, longing, and regret—but beneath that, it feels like a confession from the avoidant partner. The one who didn’t ask for space. The one who didn’t say what was hard to say. The one who ran instead of…
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There are so many things blocking me from being productive today. Let’s start with this morning: driving to work on practically deserted roads, pulling into a mostly empty parking garage, and walking into an office that feels like it’s holding its breath. The building is quiet. The phones are silent. And despite getting the best…
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This morning, half-dressed and half-awake, I was talking with a friend about the shared misery of participating in capitalism before coffee. Somewhere between mascara and mutual complaints, I said it out loud: “I’ll be glad when the Boomers are out of the power seat.” And suddenly, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Every major headache…
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The edges of the person I’m becoming are starting to appear. The shape feels vaguely familiar, yet entirely new. I don’t know exactly where I’m headed — but I’m paying attention, and for now, that feels like enough.
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I’ve believed in reincarnation for most of my life. And whenever the topic comes up — casually, philosophically, half-jokingly — I’ve always said the same thing: I want to come back as a Black woman again. Lately, however, as I find myself deep in the trenches of perimenopause, I would like to formally revise that…
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Getting older hits hard when your idols age or pass. Reflection blends nostalgia, desire for simplicity, and questioning life’s meaning. It’s wild!
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