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Perimenopause Isn’t a Phase … It’s a Plot Twist

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Nobody warned me perimenopause was going to feel like:

•being too hot and too cold at the same time

•crying because a commercial was “too meaningful”

•rage-cleaning the kitchen like I’m in an action movie

•forgetting why I walked into a room … while also remembering every embarrassing thing I’ve ever done since birth

It’s like my hormones are holding a meeting without me, and every decision is chaos.

And sure, you can slap a “self-care” sticker on it. But sometimes the self-care is just not fighting a stranger in the grocery store because they breathed near you.

What Perimenopause Really Feels Like

Some days it’s subtle … a little more tired, a little more irritable. Other days it’s like my body wakes up and chooses a random setting from the control panel of hell:

Mood: fragile raccoon with a grudge

Sleep: never heard of her

Memory: buffering … buffering … gone

Body temp: haunted thermostat

Patience: expired in 2009

And the hardest part isn’t even the symptoms.

It’s the way the world acts like you’re supposed to keep functioning at full capacity while your hormones are out here playing Jenga with your nervous system.

“Am I Crazy?” No. You’re Becoming a New Version of You.

Let me say this clearly …

You’re not “crazy.”

You’re not “too much.”

You’re not “losing it.”

You’re in a biological plot twist.

Your body is doing a huge internal renovation and nobody handed you the manual. Meanwhile, you still have to show up for life like nothing is happening.

So if you’ve been feeling unlike yourself lately, if your emotions are louder, your energy is lower, your tolerance for nonsense is nonexistent …

That’s not a character flaw.

That’s hormones, stress, sleep disruption, and your nervous system waving a little white flag.

Closing

So here’s your reminder (and mine)

You’re not broken. You’re evolving. And if today all you can do is drink water, take your vitamins, and not commit a felony …

That counts. 💅

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Get Your Copy Today

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✨ For the women who are tired, messy, magical, and still fighting ✨

You’ve been told to “just be positive.”

You’ve been told to “calm down.”

You’ve been told to “get over it.”

My answer?

Absolutely not.

You Were Never Broken is my love letter to every woman navigating ADHD, anxiety, depression, and the everyday chaos of life. It’s funny, sarcastic, and deeply honest … because healing doesn’t have to look like a Pinterest board.

Laugh. Cry. Cuss. Feel seen.

Grab your copy here → https://amzn.to/4eimw1W

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Anxiety & ADHD: The Ultimate Frenemy Duo

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Some days, I’m a productivity queen.

Other days, I stare at my to-do list like it personally betrayed me and then spiral because I forgot to answer an email from 4 days ago and now I’m convinced everyone hates me.

Welcome to the magical clusterfuck of living with ADHD and anxiety—the mental equivalent of a glitter bomb and a fire drill happening at the same time.

It’s not that we don’t care.

It’s that we care so much it fries our brains.

We want to do all the things, perfectly, immediately … but we forget, get overwhelmed, or freeze because our brains have too many browser tabs open, and one of them is playing music we can’t find.

What helps? Not fixing yourself.

Because spoiler: you were never broken.

You were just never taught how to work with a brain like yours.

So here’s your permission slip:

You can take breaks without guilt.

You can use sticky notes, alarms, and chaos rituals to get through the day.

You can laugh at the mess and still love yourself.

Healing doesn’t mean becoming someone else.

It means learning to hold space for the badass, forgetful, anxious, sparkly goblin that you are. And showing up for her with compassion—especially on the days she feels like a disaster.

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ADHD in Women, Or Why My Brain Is a Computer with 87 Tabs Open, All Buffering

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I came. I saw. I forgot what I was doing and cried in my car.

If you’re a woman who’s ever put your phone down mid-text and never found it again (until it rang from inside the fridge) welcome. You might have ADHD. Or what I like to call: Hot Mess Brain with Bonus Features.

We’re not talking about the bouncing-off-the-walls kid stereotype. No, no. Female ADHD is the ✨limited edition✨ adult version, complete with:

Olympic-level procrastination, 3,000 unfinished projects, emotional breakdowns because your sock feels weird, and a deep, soul-crushing shame spiral because someone asked you to “just make a list.”

ADHD in Women: The Sneaky Ninja Edition

When we were little, people didn’t notice. We weren’t “bad.” We were weirdly talkative, always doodling, and somehow acing tests but still losing our backpack inside of our own house.

Instead of getting diagnosed, we got called:

“So creative!”

“Such a chatterbox!”

“A little dramatic, don’t you think?”

Spoiler alert: We weren’t dramatic. We were literally having a full-blown executive function meltdown because we had three assignments, zero clue where our planner went, and the overwhelming urge to alphabetize our nail polish instead of doing any of it.

Adulthood Hit Different

Fast forward to adulthood, and now you’re:

Crying over a dirty dish. Forgetting your kid’s field trip form (again). Hyperfocusing on a new hobby you’ll abandon in six days. Paralyzed by an email that’s been sitting in drafts since the Bush administration.

And everyone around you is like, “Just be more organized!”

Girl. I tried to be organized. I bought six planners. I even color-coded them. You know where they are? Under my bed. Next to the dumbbells I swore I’d use during my “fitness era.”

You’re Not Lazy, Your Brain Just Thinks It’s in a DJ Booth

ADHD brains love dopamine. We crave stimulation. That’s why we can’t clean our room … unless we trick ourselves into a 12-hour cleaning montage with music, snacks, and existential dread.

Our emotions? Turned up to 11. We cry at dog videos, spiral after one passive-aggressive text, and feel personally attacked by to-do lists.

We also love:

Interrupting people (sorry, I just had a THOUGHT and I must SHARE IT), re-reading the same sentence 8 times and still not knowing what it said, starting a new life plan at 2:34 a.m. and forgetting it by morning.

Coping Mechanisms? I’ve Got Memes and Magic

Here’s how I survive:

Use timers like I’m defusing a bomb. Pretend I’m on a reality show called “Will She Remember to Eat?” Surround myself with people who don’t judge me for sending 12 chaotic texts in a row because I forgot what I was saying halfway through. Forgive myself when my brain does That Thing™ again.

Final Thoughts (Before I Forget Them)

ADHD in women is real. It’s messy. It’s misunderstood. And it’s often missed for YEARS.

But here’s the deal: You’re not broken. You’re brilliant, hilarious, compassionate, and operating on a whole different frequency.

One minute you’re crying in the grocery store, the next you’re writing a novel in one sitting. That’s not a flaw—it’s your sparkle.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go finish that thing I started six days ago … or start something new entirely. Who knows? ADHD is an adventure.

If you relate to this blog post, you should pick up You Were Never Broken.