How I Learned to Love the (Aging) Girl in the Mirror

The most profound personal growth happens when we stop running from our pain and start listening to what it’s trying to teach us.

For years, I didn’t recognize the woman staring back at me in the mirror.

Her body felt foreign—betraying her with weight she couldn’t lose, hot flashes that set her skin on fire, and exhaustion so deep, it felt like her soul was crumbling. Her mind, once sharp and confident, was now clouded with doubt, anxiety, and brain fog so thick she could barely think.

But the hardest part?

She didn’t just feel different. She felt invisible.

I was that woman.

A pharmacist. A mother. A wife. A woman who had spent decades helping others navigate their health, only to find myself drowning in my own. I was in my forties, staring down the barrel of perimenopause, but I didn’t know that at the time. All I knew was that my body was breaking down, my emotions were unraveling, and no one—not even my doctors—could tell me why.

So, like any overwhelmed, desperate woman, I did what I thought I was supposed to do.

I went to my doctor.

And, like so many women before me, I left with a handful of prescriptions that did nothing but mask my symptoms and a vague, dismissive diagnosis:

“You’re just getting older. It’s normal. You’ll be fine.”

But I wasn’t fine. And I knew, deep down, that this wasn’t just “aging.”

That was the moment I realized: If I wanted answers, I was going to have to find them myself.

Breaking Up with the Lies I Believed About Myself

It took years for me to unlearn what I had been taught about women’s health.

I was a pharmacist, after all. I had spent my entire career dispensing medications, trusting the guidelines, believing that if something was truly wrong, there would be a pill to fix it.

But what I never learned in pharmacy school was how to truly heal.

That healing doesn’t come in a prescription bottle. That it isn’t about “powering through” or “sucking it up.”

It’s about listening to your body instead of fighting against it.

And that meant I had to start seeing my body, not as something that was failing me, but as something that was trying to speak to me.

The weight gain? That was my body saying, “Something isn’t right. Pay attention.”

The hot flashes? “Your hormones are shifting. Don’t ignore me.”

The anxiety and depression? “Your body is in survival mode. Let’s figure out why.”

For the first time in my life, I stopped fighting myself.

I started learning about functional medicine, hormone balance, and the intricate ways our bodies change as we age. I discovered that perimenopause wasn’t just “the beginning of the end” but a crucial transition that—if supported properly—could actually lead to my healthiest, most vibrant years.

I realized that hormones rule everything, and when they’re out of balance, nothing works the way it should.

But more than that, I started to see how deeply my self-worth was tied to my physical body.

I thought if I gained weight, I was less valuable.

I thought if I struggled, I was weak.

I thought if I couldn’t figure it out, I was failing.

I had to break up with those beliefs.

The Hardest (and Most Important) Lesson

The hardest part of my healing journey wasn’t changing my diet, adjusting my lifestyle, or even balancing my hormones.

It was learning to love the girl in the mirror again.

Not just when she looked “good.”

Not just when she felt confident.

Not just when she fit into her favorite jeans.

But when she was struggling.

When she was exhausted.

When she was bloated, broken out, and sobbing on the bathroom floor because she felt like she was losing herself.

Because the truth is, healing doesn’t start with a diet plan or a hormone protocol. Healing starts when you decide you are worthy of feeling better. And that means learning to love yourself—even when you don’t feel lovable.

Even when your body is changing.

Even when your energy is gone.

Even when your reflection doesn’t match the way you feel inside.

Because you are not broken.

And menopause? Perimenopause? The hormonal rollercoaster that makes you feel like you’re losing your mind?

It’s not the end of you.

It’s the beginning of a new version of you. A wiser, bolder, stronger you. A version that doesn’t shrink herself for others. A version that doesn’t put herself last. A version that knows she is still powerful, radiant, and worthy—at any age.

And when you finally see her—really see her—you’ll never let her go again.

If You’re Struggling Right Now, Read This

If you are sitting in your car after a doctor’s appointment where they dismissed your symptoms…

If you are staring at your reflection, feeling like a stranger in your own skin…

If you are exhausted, overwhelmed, and wondering if you will ever feel like yourself again…

Please hear me when I say:

There is hope. You are not crazy. You are not imagining things. Your body is speaking to you, and it’s time to start listening.

Do the research.

Ask the hard questions.

Get the right testing.

Eat the foods that fuel you.

Move your body in ways that bring you joy.

But most of all, love yourself through it.

Because this is not the end.

It’s just the beginning.

And you, dear, are just getting started.

And that is how I started learning to love the girl in the mirror.