Hey, middle-agers! Pls save me from myself.

This is the first & only time you’ll hear me say this:

I’M BORED.

(I grew up on a farm. Bored kids get put to work. I don’t like to work.)

So please, come play with me! 

(I am growing weary of the voice in my head. I simply cannot keep writing only about myself.) 

I want to share what you’re up to. 

✨ I want to hear how you’re harnessing the power of middle age to find more depth in life. 

✨ I want to learn how your self inquiry and discovery have led you to break down the systems that keep us humans bound to places, ideologies, and behaviors that hurt us. 

✨ I’m curious what you didn’t know at age 30 that has aligned you with deeper self love at age 50. 

✨ I’m interested in understanding the small changes you’ve made in middle age that have balanced out your so-called life. 

Talk to me, Goose!

Send me a DM. Comment below. Text me. Call me. Stop by and chill with me and Leo on the front porch. 

Your story matters. We’re all collectively facing shit right now. Sharing your story can and will help others. (You can stay anonymous if you’d like!)  

And. 

At a minimum. 

You’ll be saving me from a day without human connection (freelancing can be hard for us introverted extroverts, okay???). 

I’m here for all your MiddleAgedLadyShit, friends. Let’s co-create some middle age MAGIC!

Carie

p.s., I know some of y’all are writers and creators and if you’d like to share your story in your own words, I can pay for your coffee ;).