Menopause Moments That Would Be Funny If They Weren't So Real

If you don't laugh, you'll cry.

So let's laugh.

Consider this your official "I am not alone and this is absolutely ridiculous" reading for the week. Pour yourself something warm (or cold — depending on what your body is doing right now) and know that every single thing on this list is being experienced by a woman somewhere near you. Probably right now. Possibly in layers.

1. Walking into a room like you had a purpose… and leaving with nothing but confusion.

You strode in with intention. You had a mission. You were a woman on a task.

And then — nothing. A complete blank. The thought just… evaporated somewhere between the hallway and the kitchen.

Why am I here? Who sent me? What was the mission? We may never know. The room holds its secrets. You retreat with dignity (and zero answers).

2. Waking up drenched like you just ran a marathon… in your sleep.

Spoiler: you didn't. You were horizontal. Unconscious. Doing absolutely nothing.

It's just your hormones throwing a midnight rave — lights, heat, sweat, the works — without your permission. Again. And the worst part? Once you've changed the sheets (or just flipped the pillow and committed), you're wide awake at 3am wondering if this is just your life now.

It is. But it won't always be. Hang in there.

3. Getting irrationally angry over something tiny.

Like someone breathing too loudly. Or existing incorrectly in your general vicinity. Or chewing. Or just… being there.

(Note: their existence may have always been slightly irritating. Menopause just removes the filter that was very politely keeping that information inside your head.)

No notes. No apologies. The filter is temporarily out of service.

4. Forgetting basic words mid-sentence.

You know the one. It's on the tip of your tongue. You've used it approximately ten thousand times in your life. And right now, in this moment, in front of these people — it is completely gone.

"You know… the thing… the… THE THING."

Everyone nods. No one knows. Someone says "the remote?" and you point at them like they've solved a crime. The word was spatula. Or umbrella. Or your sister's name. Doesn't matter. It's gone. Moving on.

5. Dressing in layers like you're preparing for all four seasons simultaneously.

Tank top. Cardigan. Light scarf. Hand fan in the bag. Emergency hair tie on the wrist.

This is not a fashion statement. This is infrastructure. This is crisis management. This is a woman who has been burned before (literally) and is simply not taking any chances today.

Respect the layers. They are doing important work.

6. Crying at a commercial… and then laughing at yourself for crying.

It wasn't even a sad one. It was an advert for yoghurt. Or a car insurance jingle. Or a golden retriever on a TV show you weren't even properly watching.

And yet. Tears.

And then — laughter, because obviously that just happened — and then more tears because now you're overwhelmed by your own reaction and honestly who even are you right now?

Emotional whiplash is real. It does not care about your schedule, your mascara, or your dignity.

7. Finally getting into bed and then realising your body has other plans.

You did the things. You wound down. You turned off your phone (okay, mostly). You lay down with the quiet confidence of a woman who has earned her rest.

And then:

Hot flash. Bathroom trip. Inexplicable 3am anxiety spiral about something that happened in 2009. Random cramp from absolutely nowhere. And now you're too hot. Now too cold. Now somehow both.

Cool. Cool cool cool.

Here's the truth:

These moments are ridiculous. And exhausting. And completely, undeniably real.

But they're also a reminder that you are in a transition that millions of women are navigating — and that almost no one talks about honestly. The hot flashes. The brain fog. The emotional curveballs. The sheer absurdity of a body that seems to be making it up as it goes.

We talk about it here.

Because if menopause is going to be this chaotic, we might as well find each other in it — laugh about the ridiculous parts, support each other through the hard parts, and stop pretending any of it isn't happening.

You are not alone in this. Not even close.

And if you want a community of women who get it — who swap the 3am anxiety stories, the word-forgetting moments, and the layer strategies — come join us on our free facebook page

The hot flashes are real. The laughs are loud. And you are absolutely never doing this alone.