Midlife isn’t a crisis.

It’s a costume change.

Let’s be honest.

Midlife isn’t a crisis — it’s a group chat with your body, your hormones, your dreams, and your f*cking to-do list... and none of them are on the same page.

Your knees are crunchy.
Your patience is thin.
Your sex drive is on airplane mode.
And people keep asking you what’s for dinner like you don’t fantasize about faking your own death just …