Overwhelm is a signal, not a flaw.


Dear Reader,

As part of my January blessing, I offered this wish for you:

When you’re overwhelmed, may you ground yourself in simplicity—the rise and fall of your breath, the feel of your feet on the earth, the presence of those who nourish you.

The midlife women I support often describe feeling like they’re standing in the middle of a storm.

They’re juggling identities that no longer fit, responsibilities that pile up, and the weight of breaking news—climate crises, political upheaval, and global tensions—that can twist their emotions into knots.

When you’re caught in that storm, it’s easy to think you’re the problem—that you’re not strong enough or capable enough to handle it all.

But here’s the truth: overwhelm isn’t a personal failing. It’s a reflection of a culture that demands more than it gives in return.

So what can you do when the winds pick up?

🌿 First, acknowledge it.

Overwhelm isn’t something to push through or ignore. It’s a signal that something needs attention—a tug asking you to pause.

🌿 Next, shift out of fixing mode.

Instead of rushing to solve or manage it all, practice responding with awareness, compassion, and gentle boundaries. Simplify what you can.

🌿 Finally, remember you’re not alone.

Midlife women everywhere are redefining what it means to be “enough.” Together, we’re slowing down and supporting one another, untangling overwhelm one thread at a time.

You don’t have to carry it all.

Press reply and tell me the key insight or question that’s staying with you. I’d love to hear your thoughts.

To your second bite,

Brooke

P.S. A playlist that’s bringing me peace and calm.

P.P.S. Overwhelm doesn’t need to be your constant companion. On Sunday, I’ll share a few journaling prompts to help you ground yourself, even in the storm. More soon!

Brooke Hofsess Coaching

680 W. King Street P.O. Box 585, Boone, NC 28607
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