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There is a moment that arrives for many women in this community, sometimes in your 30s, sometimes in your 40s, sometimes in your 50s or 60s, when you realise quietly: I don't really have hobbies anymore. You have a career, or a family, or both. You have responsibilities. You have a community you try to maintain, friendships you try to keep alive, a to-do list that never quite finishes. But a hobby? Something you do purely because you enjoy it, with no outcome, no audience, no

There is a sentence I keep hearing from the women in this community, and it always sounds a bit like a confession: I didn't realise how hard it would be to make friends as an adult. I hear it from women in their 30s. I hear it from women in their 40s. I hear it from women in their 50s and 60s, who say it almost more quietly, as if they should have it figured out by now. They shouldn't. And they don't have to. Because here is what I have learned after loads of conversations wi

April is Stress Awareness Month, and I've been thinking about this a lot lately, because I don't think most of us are actually aware of how stressed we are. Not really. I think a lot of women, especially in their 30s and beyond, are walking around stressed every day, but we don't call it stress. We call it being busy. We call it being tired. We call it 'just a lot going on right now.' But if we stop for a second and really look at our lives, it makes sense that we are stresse

There is something about Sundays that starts to feel different once you turn 30. It's not that you suddenly become sad on Sundays. It's more subtle than that. Life just starts to look different. Friends move away, people get into relationships, others have kids, careers get more demanding, some people move countries, and suddenly Sundays are not automatically full anymore. In your 20s, Sundays just happened. There was always someone to call, someone to see, somewhere to go. A

When I moved to London 6 years ago, I had just turned 30 and what some people would probably call a 'mid-life crisis.' I quit my stable job, ended my relationship, and somewhat impulsively decided to move to London. I didn't have a big plan. I just knew I needed a change, something new, something that felt like mine. London is an amazing city. It's vibrant, exciting, full of opportunities, and there is always something happening. But it can also be incredibly lonely. What peo