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For most of my life, I’ve worn independence like armor — and, honestly, it’s served me well. I’m capable, resourceful, and comfortable standing on my own two feet. I don’t crumble when life gets hard. I handle things. But over time, I started to notice something about my so-called “independence.” It wasn’t always empowerment —
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Dating is complicated. Dating when you don’t have kids but the person you’re seeing does? Extra complicated. I learned this the hard way recently when someone I had been getting to know sent me a message that basically said: “I was feeling a bit like you wanted me to respond to plan stuff while my
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Making friends as an adult is weird. It’s kind of like dating, but with less wine and more awkward small talk about hobbies. I’ve been making a real effort to put myself out there lately—joining group events, walking into rooms full of strangers, and basically coaching myself with, “Okay Marie, you’re here to find your
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Ghosted: When Casper Isn’t Cute Anymore
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Ah, ghosting. Modern dating’s version of ripping off a Band-Aid… except instead of ripping it off, they just disappear into the abyss like a magician’s cheap trick. Poof. Gone. Here’s my story: I went on two fun dates with someone. There was laughing, there was chemistry, there was even talk of a third date. Then?
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Dating in your 40s can feel a little like shopping online. You scroll through a sea of options, trying to figure out what’s real, what’s misrepresented, and what might actually fit you. Except instead of free returns, you’re investing your time, energy, and emotions, and sorting through men who “swear they’re six feet tall” and
Hello, I’m Marie, a 40-something writer, athlete, and creative soul navigating the ups and downs of midlife.
As a single, unattached woman, I’ve had the freedom to focus on my passions and pursue my interests, but I’ve also faced my share of challenges and uncertainties. Through my writing, I aim to share my honest and often humorous take on relationships, perimenopause, mental health, and my career, with a focus on my personal experiences living with Complex PTSD.
When I’m not writing, you can find me cozied up with my crochet hook and a ball of yarn, creating something that I may or may not ever finish. Or, I might be out on a run or bike ride, trying to recapture the endurance and discipline that once drove me to complete long-distance triathlons. These days, I’m more likely to be found struggling to balance my my career with my creative pursuits and my relationships, but I’m determined to make it all work.
