True Story: Energy Is a Luxury (Especially in Menopause)

A Real Conversation That Hit Me Hard

Friend: “Hey, are you still working at XXX?”

Me: “Nope, got fired a month ago. I’m not angry anymore, puttin that energy into ME! Lol.”

Friend: “That’s exactly what you need to do. As our queen Taylor so eloquently put it: ‘Your energy is a luxury, and not everyone can afford it.’”

That line stuck with me. My energy is a luxury. Especially in menopause, when energy, brainpower, and sheer will to get out of bed each morning feel like currency you have to spend wisely.

Job Hunting, Productivity… and Anxiety

Yesterday, I poured almost all of that energy into job hunting: filling out recruiter profiles, submitting nearly 10 applications, and scrolling through opportunities that felt like a good fit for my skills. I was in the zone, and it felt good to be productive.

But then reality crashed in, literally, with a massive anxiety attack (and stomach disaster) that hit me during the Love Island reunion. Don’t worry, no spoilers here, I haven’t watched it yet. Let’s just say it wasn’t pretty, and even my toilet struggled to keep up. Was it a metaphor? Maybe.

Where Do I Spend My Energy Today?

This morning I woke up confused: Should I job hunt again? Write? Catch up on Love Island? Or just breathe?

And then that quote came back to me:

“Your energy is a luxury, and not everyone can afford it.”

If not now, then when? When do I finally get to choose where my energy goes?

Why Writing Brings Me Peace

Even on days when I feel empty, I still push through, usually for others. But lately, I’ve found peace in writing this blog. It doesn’t matter if no one is reading; it’s become my safe place to write down my thoughts, laugh at myself, and be unapologetically real.

When I was planting my jardinières, I felt completely at peace. My mind was clear. And now I’m onto my next project: cleaning my fridge. (Yes, I’m excited about it.) I ordered new kitchen organizers, and I can’t wait to share that process here. Watching restock videos and Nikki’s side of CleanTok? That is my porn.

Energy Is Expensive. Spend It Wisely.

Here’s the hard truth: sometimes I can’t even afford my own energy. Bills are waiting. Reality is waiting. But even so, I’m learning to treat my energy like the luxury it is, saving it for what truly matters, and what truly fuels me. xoMS