What happens when you've already tied a knot at the end of your rope to hang on and it just doesn't work? Umm... sometimes you just lose your sh*t!
Right before my 50th birthday, I melted down...
I thought it was a midlife crisis, but in reality, it was much more than that. What I didn't realize is that other women felt the same way - it was an actual thing. (If I am being honest, there are probably men that feel this way too)
No one ever talks about how one day you just hate parts of your life, temporarily or not. Then there's the social media pressure to present a "perfect, successful" life. The pressure to be an amazing parent who does all the things without any hiccups. Newsflash: There are hiccups. There are always hiccups.
And no one told me that there would be days I wanted to drop kick my significant other to another city. Or wanted to leave - which I did once - and sometimes I miss that time. I know I'm not the only one who feels this way - and being able to talk about it should be normalized. If any of this is relatable, pull up a chair and stay awhile!
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