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Let’s have a little heart-to-heart—with your mirror.
Yep, that one. The one above the sink that used to say, “Lookin’ good, superstar.” Now it kinda whispers, “Oof. We’ve seen some things.”
Because let’s be honest: Midlife hits a little different when the mirror stops filtering your decisions with love and starts delivering straight-up receipts.
It shows the late-night snacks that turned into a routine. The gym membership that became a donation. The “I’ll start Monday” plan that’s been in beta since 2017. And let’s not forget the stress. Oh, the glorious, bone-deep stress that carved itself into the lines on your forehead like a damn signature.
The mirror doesn’t lie.
It doesn’t care that you were “too busy” to take a walk. That you super-sized the combo because “it was a tough day and dammit I deserved it.” That you pulled through the drive-thru because the thought of thinking was just too much. That #3 with fries felt like self-care. (Spoiler: It wasn’t.)
You know what the mirror shows?
Every “maybe later,” “I’ll start next week,” and “I just need to get through this quarter.”
Every family dinner where you showed up because skipping would’ve labeled you “the bad one.” You know the ones—where you hugged Aunt Carol through gritted teeth, dodged passive-aggressive compliments, and buffered the whole circus with wine, second helpings, and maybe a slice (or three) of pie. “It’s just one night,” you said. And now, five years later, your reflection is nodding like, “Yup. And I was there for every single one.”
But here’s the deal, and this is where it gets juicy: That mirror? It’s not your enemy. It’s not handing down a life sentence.
It’s feedback.
It’s like your body’s little sarcastic coach saying, “Soooo, how’s that working for ya?”
The clients I work with? Same boat.
They've looked in the mirror and thought, “Who the hell is that and how did they get my face?” They’ve had years of birthday cupcakes, late-night scrolling, skipped workouts, stress-eating, over-giving, under-living, and telling themselves they were being “responsible adults.”
Guess what?
That mirror starts to change the moment you change. Not with another quick fix or shame-fueled health kick that lasts exactly 11 days. But when you align—really align—with the version of you that quietly slipped away somewhere between the promotions, PTA meetings, and Netflix binges.
Because you remember the version you liked. That one with spark. With swagger. With energy. The one who walked past the mirror, winked, and thought, “Damn, I look good.”
You don’t get that person back through punishment or green juice. You get there by doing the inner work. The real work.
🪞Mirror, Mirror… A Fun (and Slightly Brave) Exercise
Here’s your challenge for today. It’s weird. It’s powerful. It works.
