My Menopause Journey

Menopause Journey Stories

Forest with torn edges symbolizing memory loss and confusion during menopause.

The Great Brain Fog of Menopause

The Great Brain Fog of Menopause So there I am—morning at work, pretending I’ve got my life together—when I realise I can’t find one of the cabin keys. You know… the ones guests need to get into their actual cabins.Kinda important. Very essential.Absolutely gone.   I check the usual spots.Key hook? Nope.Desk drawer? Empty.Key box?

Restless legs pose representing menopause symptom relief, with crossed legs upside down on the wall.

No One Told Me About Restless Legs & Perimenopause

No One Told Me About Restless Legs & Perimenopause Legs in Limbo Ah, bedtime—the sacred ritual of winding down, snuggling under the blankets, and drifting into blissful sleep. Sounds peaceful, right? Well, not in my world. Thanks to perimenopause, my nights have turned into an involuntary dance marathon—no music, no rhythm, just my legs doing their own

Woman with smudged makeup holding a smiley face over her mouth, symbolizing the emotional rollercoaster of menopause mood swings.

My Unexpected Menopause Journey with Depression

My Unexpected Menopause Journey with Depression “I Feel Depressed, But I’m Not Depressed”  There was a day I’ll never forget. I was driving home from work, and suddenly the tears just started flowing. No obvious reason, no crisis or bad news—just a heavy wave of sadness crashing over me. I remember gripping the steering wheel

The Great Public Meltdown

The Great Public Supermarket Meltdown, Aisle 5 It started as a normal grocery run. I was strolling through the aisles, minding my own business, when suddenly, menopause hit me like a freight train. One second, I was fine; the next, I was melting from the inside out. Sweat dripped down my back, my face turned

Phantom smells during menopause with a woman covering her eyes and smoke streaming across under her nose.

Strange Smells in Menopause? You’re Not Alone

Strange Smells in Menopause? You’re Not Alone It was a warm evening in northern WA, and my wife and I were relaxing in our on-site caravan. We’d taken a little break from our travels around Australia, working and living in a local caravan park. The door was cracked open to let in a gentle breeze,

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