Midlife Unravelling

Breaking Down the Walls

Hi beautiful friend.

During my late thirties, I started feeling a certain vibe. Like, a sort of midlife awakening was creeping in. In between balancing being a mom to three, work, and keeping my marriage afloat, there were these moments when I couldn't shake off an itch for a deeper meaning. Fear would often overshadow any other feeling, but sometimes, just sometimes, I'd wonder if I could ever break free and just be me.

I used to belittle the whole idea of a "midlife crisis." It sounded like a bunch of self-centred complaints to me. I was all about grinding it out, soldering through, and not giving in to doubt. But life had other plans.

Turns out, midlife isn't about crisis-mode, it's about unravelling.

I had my walls up against vulnerability and uncertainty for a long time, but midlife came along and demanded that I should tear them down. The universe was pushing me, telling me to drop the act and hug into my true self. It was a call to be brave, to live and love authentically.

Those midlife moments weren't these huge blowouts, they're more like a bunch of tiny whispers, filled with a sense of quiet panic and a feeling like you're losing your grip. It's this silent struggle we all go through, hiding behind a mask of normality. We feel the chaos inside, but we're too scared to let anyone see it.

We might daydream about breaking free or rebelling, but most of us just keep ploughing ahead, clinging to the illusion of stability.