Menopause, Mood Swings, and Rage
by A Guide to Knowing When To Run From Me Women often carry an invisible weight that goes unnoticed—a quiet emotional burnout hidden behind the common …
Yoga: Has Helped Me Accept My Body
and regard it with the utmost respect. How Yoga Helped Me Embrace and Honor My Body For many women, the story of body acceptance begins …
How Gym: Women Changed
That first night, I didn’t know what to expect. I almost didn’t go. But something in me—restless, tired, curious—nudged me through the door.
What Is Happening to My Body?
Yesterday, I rode a bicycle for the first time since giving birth. It wasn’t far—just a ten-minute trip to the butcher shop—but it felt like a tiny triumph. I could sit on the seat. That simple, mundane fact would have been impossible six weeks ago. Then, even lowering myself into a chair required strategy. Pain. Bracing. Breath-holding.