You wake up in a body you don't recognize. The thermostat has a mind of its own. Sleep is a stranger. Your moods arrive like uninvited guests and stay for weeks.
This isn't a phase. It's a haunting.
The Menopause Market is the house we wish we'd been handed the keys to. Every window glows for a reason. Every room holds the products, stories, and survival kits for what's behind it.
Pick a window. Open a door. You're not alone in here.
Each one lit for a reason. Step into the one that feels closest to where you are tonight.
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