Midlife Recreated: “Have You Seen Yourself?”
(Because Apparently, You Missed the Funeral)
Let’s talk about something we all secretly suspect but are too tired, polite, or over-scheduled to admit:
You’ve gone missing.
No, not your body. That still shows up to work, school drop-offs, the HOA meetings, and the obligatory birthday dinners for people you barely like.
I’m talking about YOU.
The you that used to laugh so hard you snorted.
The you that had dreams that didn’t involve just making it to Friday.
The you that didn’t need a permission slip to feel alive.
At some point between promotions, expectations, marriage, kids, or just general “adulthooding,” that real you got buried under the version everyone else came to expect.
The polished, responsible, measured, reliable “YOU.”
You know—the version of you who everyone sees, relies on, watches, and keeps tabs on.
Basically, the representative.
And honestly? They’re doing a decent job keeping it all together.
Except for one thing…
YOU aren't there.
Here’s the kicker: You weren’t even invited to your own funeral.
The one where your wildness, your weirdness, your wonder, and your "what ifs" were gently lowered into the earth… in the name of practicality, stability, and adulting.
And then someone came along and called it a “Midlife Crisis.”
Society says: It’s when people lose their minds, blow up their lives, buy convertibles, and date people who still use Snapchat.
But let me reframe it—because that’s not what this is.
Midlife isn’t a crisis.
It’s a cosmic intervention.
It’s the Universe (yes, in full Abraham Hicks style) whispering, then nudging, then yelling:
"HEY! You in there? I need you to remember who you are before it’s too late."
Mel Robbins calls it a wake-up call—and she’s right.
But it’s not about waking up and running away to Bali (unless Bali calls, then by all means… pack light).
It’s about finally reconnecting with the part of you that was never broken—just buried.
So, how do you find YOURSELF again without setting fire to your life?
3 Steps to Bring YOU Back (No Passport Required): Call the Real You Forward (Even if it feels awkward):
- Call the Real You Forward (Even if it feels awkward): Start each day with a bold question: “If I were fully ME today—what would I do?”
Wear the jacket that makes you feel alive. Say the thing you’ve been holding back. Take the class. Cancel the obligation. Let the YOU that’s been whispering finally have a voice. - Stop Trying to Be “Them”: That person everyone expects you to be? You built that persona in survival mode. Now, you get to ask: Does this version still serve me? Let go of performing. The real you doesn’t need an audience. They need alignment (yes, we’re vibing now). When you feel relief—not pressure—you’re on the right path.
- Do Something "Unreasonable" (Within Reason): You don’t need to dye your hair purple (unless you want to). You just need to stop postponing joy until retirement. Schedule one small adventure. Say yes to something your logical self rolled its eyes at. Give your soul a seat at the table.
Get the Whole Crew Involved (Yes, Even the Dog 🐾)
Reconnecting with YOURSELF doesn’t mean isolating yourself on a self-help island. In fact, it’s way more powerful—and fun—when your people are in on it. Let your kids see you dream again (they’ll thank you later). Invite your spouse into the adventure—because chances are, they’ve lost a bit of themselves too. And hey, if your dog looks confused when you start dancing in the kitchen again… just tell them you’re finally back. Joy is contagious—go ahead and let it spread.
Thought From Tymothe'
Midlife isn’t about breaking down—it’s about breaking through.
You’ve tried doing what’s expected.
You’ve played the roles.
You’ve made everyone else proud.
Now it’s time to make YOU proud.
Because that funeral? The one where you never got the invite?
Consider this your resurrection.
You in?
If this hit home, hit reply and share your thoughts. Or better yet, come to my free 75-minute masterclass where we go even deeper into this exact shift—and how to make it real, lasting, and powerful (no dramatic life overhaul needed). Grab you favorite drink, pen and paper and head over to the class.