Is the female midlife crisis real? You bet it is
I used to do the oddest thing when I was a teenager. On the cusp of a new year, I would record my resolutions and the top one was always ‘to be happy’. I laboured under the misapprehension that being happy was a feeling conjured out of thin air without any causality to the feelings …
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Having to describe yourself must be one of life’s excruciating moments. It is always easier to see the best and worst in others which is why a good gossip is so satisfying. By contrast, the way one sees oneself varies from day to day and, sometimes, hour to hour. On menopausal days, I am devoid …