It didn’t happen all at once, and yet it kind of did. One day I was holding everything together; family, work, expectations, the emotional load, the social mask and the next, it all just started to fall away. Or maybe I stopped holding on so tightly. Either way, the path I’d been walking cracked beneath me, and for the first time in a long time, I let it…

There comes a point in a woman’s life, often around midlife, where things stop making sense in the way they used to. What once felt manageable starts to feel unbearable. The noise gets louder, the roles feel tighter and the truth that’s been quietly whispering beneath the surface suddenly starts to rise.