Are you there, God? It’s me, Margaret.
It seems like just yesterday I was celebrating getting my period;
now I celebrate a day when I don’t have some random hair growing out of my chin.
Seriously, what the fuck?
Middle-age can be such a bitch.
Do you ever find yourself asking: Where’s my Judy Blume book for this rite-of-passage?
How did no one prepare me for this?
Cause suddenly you’re up to your eyeballs in shifting hormones, relationships and horizons … and all the while you still have YOUR dreams … you know the ones: those dreams that have been put on the back burner?
Guess what? It’s your turn now.
I’m Deb Cooperman, a 50something Middle-aged Margaret: your spirit guide on this journey of big-time changes.
I work with women like you who are looking up from their lives thinking: How the HELL did I suddenly get to be 40/50/60? You realize that time is short, and you want to stop dicking around and actually live the dreams, do the stuff, and embody the lofty “who cares what other people think” quotes you’ve been pinning, sharing and liking all over social media.
My programs combine coaching, writing practice and self-reflection. And with this simple (but profound) practice, you’ll face yourself on the page, regain your strength, be the change (or the strange) you wish to be in the world, and suck the marrow out of your one wild and precious life.
Get started making sense of all the ch-ch-ch-changes by snagging my free journaling jumpstart ebook when you sign up for my fabu-list for insiders (below).
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FEELING FUNKED UP AT MID-LIFE?
(AND NOT IN A GOOD WAY?)