Memory loss and brain fog swirling through my head are sadly not the only afflictions visited upon my poor mind with menopause. Oh no, seems it wasn’t enough that I can’t think clearly or remember a doggone thing. Now I get to add ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder) to the list of mental whammys that accompany the Change.
Here’s an example occurring present tense, right this moment: I’m trying to write this next blog entry. What shall it be about? Midlife challenges and what will we be when we grow up? That’s a great one. But wait, there are goddesses still suffering horrendous hot flashes, maybe that’s what needs to be addressed next. Depression – that’s a biggie. No, what’s most important to look at is the question of whether or not to use HRT. I could devote several entries to that topic alone.
Like a hyperactive monkey swinging from branch to branch above the menopausal fray, my mind moves ever more quickly from thought to thought. Topics pass by in a blur. Hair growth in weird places, emotional roller coaster, loss of sex drive, hair thinning, acne, wrinkles, acne and wrinkles together, age spots, herbal remedies, dry EVERYTHING, help for depression, fear of everything, night sweats, bodacious tatas, weight gain, advice to our daughters, relationships, empty nests, a vision for the second half of life, and blah, blah, blah.
It’s overwhelming and makes me want to go into the kitchen for some chocolate or wine. Or chocolate AND wine. The only good news is that there is never a dearth of subjects when dealing with this time of life, so I ought to be writing this blog – well pretty much FOREVER.
Help me out if you can; let me know what topics YOU dear goddesses think should be talked about next. Otherwise, I’ll just let the monkey grab onto whatever topic he happens past and the blog entries will be in no particular order, rhyme, or reason. Kinda like menopause.
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Love the website and especially love the goddesses.
Friendships are what it is all about. Go shopping, have a martini for lunch, order what you WANT from the menu, not what is low in calories. Now that is freedom!
so, why did I walk into this room? what was his name? what is today??????…… cause there is no one to tell you it is the norm, for us older goddesses , it is refreshing to know I am not the only one and yes we are all in the same boat. So, it takes a little more effort, but now I pay more attention to the important stuff and remember only the good and important moments!!!!
Your Venus meeting sounded like fun. I have a "Women's Circle" that serves the same purpose here.
Thanks for the monkey analogy. My hubby (a country boy) describes me as "a fart in a milkjug."
Talk about monkey mind. I started the day talking about cashing out, getting some chickens, a fishing boat and moving to an island AND end the day discussing a business proposition which would take to the next level of production. I think so much of this is a result of being at the halfway mark. Halfway full, halfway empty. Both have qualties worth contemplating. The sucky thing is that we've had this phrase, "there is more than one right answer" crammed down our throats (making decisions even harder) and the damn candy store is crammed with treats (and there is no human way to eat it all.)
What to discuss? How about finding the confidence to choose a path in life (and doing it) instead of freezing in time within an cloak of "what ifs."