Menopause

Taking a nap

I Sleep Around. And I’m Shameless

This past year I started again. I hadn’t slept around in years but now I do It regularly. I relish the delicious illicitness, that feeling of surrendering to a higher power. The desire is overwhelming at times. When I succumb, I savor the sense that I’m slipping out of myself, completely letting go. I crave the cool Egyptian cotton or silken Italian leather beneath my bare skin before giving myself over. I confess. I’m a slave to the nap. I’d like to blame the pandemic. The fear of catching a potentially fatal illness. Or losing someone else to it. Maybe it’s age. I’m 65. I’ve lived a lot. Run too many miles, hit too many tennis balls, worked too many all-nighters. But I think it’s more a capitulation, an acknowledgement that it’s okay to be tired. Napping has become my friend....

A Story About Mood Swings. It’s Not You, It’s The Menopause!

Perimenopausal hormonal mood surges are insidious. They didn’t announce themselves as something that had changed in my body. It just felt like it had always been this way. I began to wonder whether I had ever been any different. It’s like a personal form of gaslighting! So, it’s such a relief to realise that I’m not having a nervous breakdown, am not an awful, angry anti-social person, don’t have to cancel my life, and can find ways to cope. My hope with writing this article is that you find some comfort and normalisation...
Female feet on the scales with inscription help

The Lie That I Had To Face About Myself

There was absolutely no way I was going to state my weight in front of my husband, the pilot and 6 other passengers, but the truth was that I didn’t know what I weighed because I hadn’t stepped on a scale in two years. I was rattled because the stakes were so high. I needed to pick a number that was as large as I thought I looked because I didn’t want to bring the plane down....