It's ok, it's not just you. Perimenopause hormones have screwed your brain and your body.
You don’t have to keep fighting against yourself as well as the rest of the world.
Grab a cuppa. You’re about to find out how you can finally put down the weight you didn't even know you were carrying.
Sound Familiar?
You woke up at 3am remembering something you forgot to do that was urgent. Now it's time to get up and you've forgotten what it was again.
You sat through a meeting and forgot what the action points were while you were midway through typing them.
You had an online meeting where the questions kept coming, but your brain was still struggling to answer the first one.
Something snapped inside you and you slammed down the laptop (you've faked connection problems in the past), followed by a meltdown in the toilets. You stayed there as long as you could - you couldn't face having to sneak back to your desk with your tail between your legs, knowing that everyone saw what happened.
Now you're home, it's dinner time. You've got a fridge full of healthy stuff nearly past the 'use by' dates, but it's too much effort to cook, so a takeaway is winging its way to you before you can guilt-trip yourself out of it.
Somehow, the rest of the evening has gone, vanished in a puff of doom-scrolling smoke. You haven't mentioned any of this to your other half, but they have the audacity to breathe too loudly, so you decide this is the best time to list everything that's wrong with them with ever increasing volume until you sob uncontrollably into your pillow, hating what's happening to you.
Because you know this isn't YOU. This feels alien, like you've been possessed by someone you don't know at all.
And now you're going to stay awake, replaying the mistakes of the day over and over, trying out all the different scenarios to figure out what to say and do next time, like Doctor Strange dipping into the Multiverse of alternate timelines to find the one that works.