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Hey girl, hey. ☕ And to my non-female-identifying listeners—hey there. Love you too. Grab your coffee. And maybe some tissues. Because this one might bring some tears. Today we’re having a chitty-chat about something I don’t think gets talked about enough in perimenopause: Grief. But not grief from losing a loved one. Not grief from heartbreak. Grief for ourselves. Yep. The grief of who we used to be. Stay with me. The Grief We Don’t Talk About Perimenopause changes us. And with change often comes loss. Not just “losing our minds” (though honestly, some days it feels like that too). But losing pieces of ourselves we relied on. The ability to think quickly. To remember. To organize. To feel sharp. To feel on top of it all. You know those moments: * Did I turn the stove off? * Did I call my dad yesterday or today? * What was I supposed to do before 5pm? * Why did I walk into this room? Sound familiar? Because same. When Forgetfulness Feels Bigger Than Forgetfulness Recently, I forgot my phone at home.And listen… who does that anymore? I had a PTO meeting that night. I’m someone who knows I forget things, so I set alarms and reminders to support myself. I dropped my daughter at practice, went to a coffee shop to work, and fully planned to rely on my reminder. Except… My phone was sitting in my garage. The reminder went off. At home. Without me. By the time I got back, the meeting was over. And the guilt? The shame? The frustration? So real. Not because I missed one meeting. But because I had to face something harder: I’m not functioning the way I used to. And that requires grief. Grief in the Small Moments I gave myself grace.I owned it. I emailed the team. Offered support. Communicated directly. Because mistakes happen. But I also let myself feel sad. Because sometimes grief shows up in ordinary moments. Not dramatic moments. Ordinary ones. And those count too. Grieving Our Bodies Can we talk about body changes? Because this one is tender. Some people don’t care. Some do. And both are okay. But if you are grieving the body you used to have? That is valid. Missing your old shape. Missing how clothes fit. Missing how you felt in your skin. That does not make you shallow. That makes you human. People love to say:“There are bigger problems in the world.” Yes. And. Your pain still matters. Your experience is still real. Grief is relative. And personal. You’re allowed to feel it. Grieving Physical Ability This episode was sparked by a conversation I heard on the Feisty Media podcast Hit Play Not Pause hosted by Selene Yeager. She interviewed Dimity McDowell about her transition away from competitive running and the grief that came with it. Episode 271 - The Hardest Finish Line: Grieving and Growing Beyond Your Running Years with Dimity McDowell [https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-hardest-finish-line-grieving-and-growing-beyond/id1533088916?i=1000763020420] And wow. It hit. Because we mourn what we used to be able to do. For me? Running. Long distances. High intensity workouts. Jumping. Pushing. Endurance. Now? Two miles can feel hard. Pain shows up. Recovery takes longer. And that loss feels real. The Everyday Physical Losses What about: * Getting out of bed quickly * Sitting on the floor and getting up easily * Recovering after a late night * Drinking alcohol without paying for it the next day * Eating whatever you want without consequences These changes matter. And they can feel devastating. Energy Loss Is Real Have your energy levels changed? Mine have. A busy weekend used to be normal. No big deal. Recently, after one of the busiest weekends I’ve had in months, I realized halfway through Saturday night: I don’t have the stamina I used to. That realization hit hard. I needed quiet.Darkness. Rest. Immediately. And honestly? I miss the version of me who could keep going. That version felt powerful. And losing that deserves acknowledgment. Permission to Grieve This is the point:You are allowed to grieve. Not forever. Not to stay stuck. But to acknowledge. To feel.To process. To honor what has changed. I think about emotions like clouds. They float in. We notice them. We get curious. What am I feeling? Where is this coming from? What does this loss mean to me? And then…We let it move. We don’t hold it hostage. We don’t become it. We allow it. And release it. Society Tells Women to “Handle It” Be strong. Be grateful. Age gracefully. Don’t be vain. Don’t complain. Don’t be emotional. And honestly? B.S.(If you know the “B.S., Momma” quote from How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, you get me.) We are allowed to: * Fall apart sometimes * Miss our younger selves * Feel angry * Feel sad * Feel scared * Cry over what changed That doesn’t make us weak. It makes us honest. I’m Holding Space for You What are you grieving? Your energy? Your body? Your memory? Your physical abilities? Your confidence? Your sleep?Your old routines? Your sense of control? Whatever it is—I see it. And it matters. If you want to share what you’re grieving, DM me. Find Menobodies on Facebook and Instagram. Or email me:info@bethlohman.com You do not have to carry this alone. Until next time—I see you. I’m holding space for your grief. And your healing. Love you, Menobodies. 💛 Connect with Beth: 💌 Email: info@bethlohman.com 📱 Instagram [https://www.instagram.com/menobodies/] & Facebook [https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61576768550315]: @menobodies 🌐 Website: www.menobodies.com/home [https://www.menobodies.com/home] 🗞️Newsletter:www.menobodies.com/newsletter [https://www.menobodies.com/newsletter]
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