19/08/2026
I changed my mind a few years ago and it's okay if you didn't notice.
I mean, the 'right' people noticed, and that was exactly why I did it.
I stopped writing posts that were all about symptoms, 'nutrition for hormones', and quick tips on getting through menopause.
Because honestly, the work I was doing with clients was telling me a different story about what was really needed.
Not just green leafy veg, two litres of water and recommending the latest brand of vaginal lubricant - as transformational as those things can be. Us midlifers need a lot more than that if we're to make it through peri-menopause intact.
And that's the thing. Many of us feel like we're unravelling; the health and body rule book in the bin.
Not just physical stuff. It's the mental journey we go on alongside all that. Our very own odyssey, in a way.
It's wild and it starts way before you'd imagine.
By the time you recognise you're on the peri menopause path, chances are you've already been on it a good while.
Because none of it is JUST about hormones.
It all happens at the same time. Life and hormones. They interact with each other in a massive way.
That's why I get so itchy when I hear the crowds say 'just take HRT', because there's no 'just' when it comes to midlife.
About five years into my coaching practice I started to have these deeper conversations, about change. About what it means, for that woman, that person in front of me. And we talked more about her wants not just her needs.
The anger, the grief, fear, pride, the plans and promises. The need for stability, the craving for change. The internal questioning, feeling adrift, and the embracing of it all.
The seeking of something and then to find themselves - to find they are okay and living well, amongst all of that messiness.
That's what I flippin LOVE about my clients and my work with them.
I stopped making it all about food, or exercise, or supplements, or quick fixes, because although those things do help - my clients need more than that.
And it felt like a sigh of relief because, finally, I gave myself permission to open the door, to see the whole view instead of just peeping through the spy hole at just one teeny part of it.