For the Woman Who Doesn’t Fit in One Box

I’ve spent most of my life trying to figure out who I’m supposed to be, only to realize I was never meant to fit into one box in the first place. I’m 38, a recent college graduate, a mom of three, a partner, a woman in transition, and someone who’s finally admitting that I want more — even if I don’t know exactly what “more” looks like yet.

Life is good in many ways. My family is healthy, and even with the challenges we’re facing — like my boyfriend’s mom recovering from a stroke — we’re hopeful. I’m grateful for what I have. But gratitude doesn’t erase that quiet tug inside me, the one that whispers that I’m meant to grow beyond the version of myself I’ve been.

Stepping Into a New Chapter

I’ve worked in retail for years, and now I’m stepping into a new chapter without a clear map. I’m shedding old versions of myself, not because they were wrong, but because they don’t align with the woman I’m becoming.

I never cared much about marriage before, and now it’s on my mind. I never knew my passion, and honestly, I still don’t — but I’m committed to finding it.

I’m walking into this next phase blind, terrified, and hopeful all at once

The Year That Changed Me

2025 was a rollercoaster. I think a lot of people felt that.

I lost my cat suddenly in July, and it broke me in a way I didn’t expect. My daughter found another cat in October, and while I love our new little one, grief doesn’t just disappear because something new arrives.

Then in November, I graduated. I walked across the stage — nervous, excited, proud, overwhelmed. It was a moment I’ll never forget.

Now it’s December, and I’m realizing that I need to reinvent myself. Not because the calendar says so, but because my spirit does. I need to rebrand. Refocus. Stop procrastinating on the things I want. Stop shrinking myself because I don’t fit neatly into one category.

A Multi‑Passionate Woman in a One‑Niche World

My biggest struggle has always been that I’m not “one thing.” I’m not passionate about just one topic. I’m curious about everything.

I’ll sign up for a class just because it interests me — not to wait on anyone, but because I genuinely want to learn.

Everyone says to pick a niche and master it, but what if I don’t want to?
What if I want to be good at many things?
What if my life is meant to be a collage instead of a single portrait?

And while social media is a booming career path, I know I’ll never be fully committed to it. Yes, I’d love to make money from it one day, but I don’t believe content creators should be earning more than teachers or firefighters. So realistically, social media won’t be my main source of income — and that’s okay.

What I’m Trying Next

On a whim, I signed up to become a mat Pilates instructor. I’ve always wanted a hobby that keeps me healthy and brings in a little extra money. Yoga was too expensive right now, so Pilates it is.

I’d love to eventually work with seniors or kids with autism — people who could really benefit from gentle movement and flexibility.

I also signed up for three months of pole dancing classes. I tried it once before and, listen… I have two left feet. I’m terrified. But I also know that if it scares me, it’s probably exactly what I need.

What This Space Will Be

My blog will still focus on movies and some book reviews, but I’m also going to sprinkle in lifestyle and wellness posts like this, because that’s part of who I am too.

I’m not one thing. I never have been.

So if you’re a woman who feels like she doesn’t fit in one box — if you’re multi‑passionate, curious, overwhelmed, hopeful, grieving, growing, reinventing — then you’re in the right place. I’m right there with you.

I’m ready for the change. I’m terrified of the change.
And I’m doing it anyway.