I Didn’t Disappear… I Just Needed a Minute (Okay, a Few)

Becki Salzman
Jan 27
3 min read

Woman and child — My sweet niece did my makeup for me. We had a blast!

There’s a certain kind of quiet that happens when you stop posting on social media.

At first, it feels like freedom.Then it feels like guilt.Then it feels like someone should probably send a search party.

But I’m here. I didn’t fall off the face of the earth. I didn’t forget my passwords. I didn’t “give up.” I just… got human. And if you’re a woman in midlife, you already know what that means.

Midlife Is Not for the Weak (But We’re Still Showing Up)

Here’s the truth: I’ve been trying to balance far too much at once. The kind of “too much” that doesn’t fit neatly into a caption.

The kind of “too much” that looks like:

Trying to manage your health and hormones while pretending you’re fine
Being exhausted but still showing up because everyone needs you
Feeling like you’re carrying a household, a career, and a family emotional support system… on your back
Wanting to be present for adult kids who are struggling with mental health and financial stress
Waking up at 3:17am like it’s a scheduled appointment with anxiety
Wondering why your body feels unfamiliar and your patience has a shorter battery life than your phone

Midlife has a way of humbling even the most capable woman. And if you’re reading this thinking, “YES. THANK YOU. THIS IS ME.”Then I want you to know something:

You’re not failing. You’re in a season.

Why Blogging Feels Like Coming Home

Social media is fast. Loud. Performative. Blogging is slower. Softer. More honest. And lately, I’ve realized something that surprised me:

Writing here supports my wellbeing.

It helps me process. It helps me breathe. It helps me remember who I am underneath all the responsibilities. Because when I’m regulated and grounded, I can show up better for the people who depend on me. Not perfect. Not polished. But more me. And that’s what I want for you too.

To the Midlife Moms Doing the Most: I See You 👀

If you’re in a season where your adult kids are struggling—mentally, emotionally, financially—then you know this isn’t just “parenting.” It’s worrying.It’s watching. It’s supporting. It’s not sleeping. It’s trying to help without losing yourself. And while we’re at it, can we acknowledge how wildly unfair it feels that we’re navigating menopause symptoms while also managing everyone else’s needs? Like… ma’am. I would like to unsubscribe from this entire bundle.

Coaching Is Where We Put the Weight Down (Even for a Moment)

This is exactly why I love coaching. Not because coaching magically removes your real-life problems…but because it helps you stop drowning inside them. 🛑

Coaching supports women like us in seasons where:

You’re burned out but still functioning
You feel resentful and then guilty for feeling resentful
You’re overwhelmed and snapping at people you love
You don’t know what you need anymore
You’re tired of “being strong” all the time
You want to feel like yourself again—without needing a full life breakdown to get there

Sometimes coaching is about creating a plan. Sometimes it’s about learning how to hold boundaries without falling apart. Sometimes it’s simply having a space where you can say the quiet part out loud:

“I’m not okay, and I don’t know what to do next.”

And being met with support, not judgment.

Even Outside the Hard Seasons… Coaching Still Helps

Here’s what people don’t talk about enough:

You don’t have to wait until you’re completely wrecked to get support. Coaching also helps in the “in-between” seasons—when life looks fine on paper, but something still feels off.

Like when: