And then there are women who don’t.

Today’s post is about the second group.

I call her Finding-Your-People Faye.

She has a spouse. She has neighbors. She has coworkers. She has kids or grandkids. She has hundreds of Facebook friends, three group chats, and an Instagram feed full of people she keeps up with.

From the outside, she looks like she’s doing just fine.

But ask her a few different questions.

When was the last time you laughed so hard your stomach hurt?

Who would you call if something amazing happened today?

When was the last conversation you had that wasn’t about logistics, schedules, or someone else’s problems?

That’s usually when things get quiet.

The Loneliness Nobody Sees

Most people think loneliness means being alone.

It doesn’t.

You can be surrounded by people and still feel disconnected.

That’s what makes this season of life so tricky.

You don’t wake up one morning and suddenly realize you’re lonely.

It happens slowly.

Your kids leave home.

You retire.

You start working from home.

You move.

Your parents need more of your time.

The coffee breaks, school pickup lines, gym classes, and office lunches that used to create friendships without any effort quietly disappear.

Nobody warns you that one day you’ll look around and realize…

“I know a lot of people.”

“But I don’t really know many people anymore.”

Midlife Changes Everything

Between ages 50 and 64, life changes in ways most of us never expected.

Your routines shift.

Your priorities change.

Your identity evolves.

And the friendships that once happened naturally now require intention.

When we were 25, we accidentally made friends.

You chatted with someone at work.

You met another mom at soccer practice.

You bonded with a stranger in a bathroom line at a party and somehow became inseparable.

Now?

Making friends feels suspiciously like dating.

Do we have enough in common?

Will this feel awkward?

Should I text first?

Did I just ask another adult to grab coffee?

Nobody teaches us how to do this.

So many women simply stop trying.

Connection Is Different Than Being Social

Here’s something I wish more women understood.

Being social isn’t the goal.

Being connected is.

Those are two completely different things.

Some people thrive with a packed social calendar.

Others are perfectly happy with two or three meaningful friendships.

You don’t need more invitations.

You need people who know what’s actually going on in your life.

People who celebrate your wins.

People who notice when you’ve disappeared.

People you can text without wondering if you’re bothering them.

My Own Wake-Up Call

When I moved from Boston to Florida, I expected the hardest part to be learning a new grocery store.

Finding a gym.

Creating a new routine.

Instead, I realized I had left behind something much bigger.

My people.

The monthly lunches.

The familiar faces.

The people who already knew my story.

Suddenly I wasn’t just building a new routine.

I was building a new life.

And that meant doing something that felt wildly uncomfortable.

Putting myself in places where people could find me.

Not because I wanted to become the most outgoing person in Florida.

Because connection doesn’t happen sitting at home wondering why no one calls.

Friendship Starts With Proximity

Here’s the good news.

You don’t have to go searching for your next best friend.

In fact, that’s probably too much pressure.

Instead, become a regular somewhere.

Walk the same trail.

Visit the same coffee shop.

Take the class you’ve been thinking about.

Join the book club.

Go to pickleball.

Volunteer.

Sit at the same spot.

Friendship rarely begins with:

“Want to be best friends?”

It usually starts with:

“Hey…good to see you again.”

That’s it.

Small moments repeated over time.

Your Health Needs More Than Protein

As women, we spend a lot of time thinking about our health.

We count protein.

We chase steps.

We worry about sleep.

We buy supplements.

But how often do we ask ourselves:

Who am I spending time with?

The healthiest thing you do this week might not be your workout.

It might be texting someone you’ve been meaning to call.

Introducing yourself to the woman you always see at yoga.

Staying five extra minutes after class instead of rushing home.

Connection is part of your health, too.

One Small Challenge

If you’re a Finding-Your-People Faye, don’t make this complicated.

This week, do one thing.

Text the friend you’ve been thinking about.

Say yes to coffee.

Become a regular somewhere.

Start the conversation.

Not because you’re trying to find your forever best friend.

Because every meaningful friendship begins with one tiny moment of courage.

And sometimes the life you’re looking for starts with something as simple as…

“Hey, good to see you again.”

Which One Sounds Most Like You?

Finding-Your-People Faye is one of four women I’ve been talking about lately.

There’s Burned-Out Brenda, who can’t remember the last time she felt rested.

Too-Serious Tammy, whose life became one giant to-do list.

Finding-Your-People Faye, who’s surrounded by people but craving real connection.

And Itchy-Feet Iris, who can’t stop dreaming about a different life.

Most of us have been all four at different times.

The question isn’t which one you are forever.

It’s which one needs a little attention right now.

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“What are your goals?”

Easy.

I told her:

• Grow my business.

• Lose some weight.

• Feel better.

Then she asked a follow-up question that completely stopped me in my tracks.

“What do you think you need in order to make that happen?”

Without hesitation, I answered:

More discipline.

More consistency.

Better habits.

Basically, I needed to become a superhero.

Like bitten-by-a-radioactive-spider levels of transformation.

Because back then I genuinely believed that if I wanted results, I had to work my fingers to the bone.

If I wasn’t struggling, was it even working?

If the results came easily, did they even count?

The Badge of Busy

So I became really good at working hard.

I worked out for two hours because anything less “didn’t count.”

I tracked my food within an inch of its life.

I took client calls at all hours.

I rarely took a full day off without guilt tagging along.

I wore busy like a badge I earned.

Rest made me uncomfortable.

And eventually the grind starts feeling like a side hustle you can never clock out of.

Before you know it, your whole life becomes one giant self-improvement project.

There’s always something to fix.

Something to optimize.

Something to improve.

Something to work on.

You spend so much time trying to become a better version of yourself that you forget to enjoy being yourself.

The Move That Changed the Question

I’ve been saying “Flip Flop Life” for years.

But I don’t think I fully understood what I meant until I started preparing for our move to Florida.

Florida moves a little slower.

Not in a lazy way.

In a “what’s the rush?” way.

And somewhere between unpacking boxes and staring at kitchen cabinets wondering where the heck everything should go, I caught myself asking a question I’d been avoiding for years:

Is this the life I actually want?

Not the life that looks successful.

Not the life that gets approval.

Not the life that checks all the boxes.

The life I actually want.

Because for a long time, I confused grinding with meaning.

If I was busy, I felt productive.

If I was tired, I felt accomplished.

If I was exhausted, I felt like I must be doing something right.

But being exhausted isn’t proof you’re doing life right.

It’s just proof you’re exhausted.

The Four Ways We Get Stuck

Here’s what I’ve learned from years of coaching women and, if I’m being honest, from being every one of these women myself.

The Woman Running on Fumes

She’s tired all the time.

She tells everyone she’s fine.

She’s carrying more than anyone realizes.

And she’s convinced she’ll rest once she gets caught up.

The problem?

Caught up never comes.

The Woman Who Forgot How to Have Fun

Everything has a purpose.

Everything has a goal.

Everything has to be productive.

She can’t remember the last time she did something simply because it sounded fun.

Not because it burned calories.

Not because it improved her résumé.

Not because it was useful.

Just because she wanted to.

The Woman Who Feels Disconnected

She’s surrounded by people.

She’s active online.

She comments. Likes. Responds.

But she still feels lonely.

Because connection isn’t the same thing as contact.

And somewhere along the way, real-life relationships got replaced by notifications.

The Woman Waiting for Someday

She dreams about traveling.

Starting something new.

Making a change.

Taking the class.

Trying the thing.

But instead of living it, she’s researching it.

Planning it.

Thinking about it.

Preparing for it.

Waiting until she feels ready.

The Truth I Keep Coming Back To

Most of us aren’t just one of these women.

We bounce between them.

Sometimes depending on the season.

Sometimes depending on the week.

Sometimes depending on the day.

I’ve been every single one.

I’ve been the woman who got up at 5 a.m. to work out before a beach day with my husband.

Not because I wanted to.

Because I felt like I hadn’t earned the fun yet.

I’ve been the woman who ran herself into the ground and called it dedication.

I’ve been the woman who looked up after COVID and realized I’d become a full-on hermit.

And I’ve definitely been the woman who spent way too much time overthinking where to put sweaters in a closet instead of just making a decision and moving on.

What I’ve learned is that the answer isn’t becoming more disciplined.

It’s becoming more honest.

More honest about what you need.

More honest about what isn’t working.

More honest about the life you’re actually trying to create.

Because the goal isn’t to build the most productive life possible.

The goal is to build a life you actually want to wake up to.

So Which One Are You?

If any part of this felt familiar, I created a quick quiz to help you figure out where you might be stuck right now.

Are you running on fumes?

Have you forgotten how to have fun?

Feeling disconnected?

Or stuck waiting for someday?

Take the free quiz and find out.

You might discover that the answer isn’t more discipline after all.

It might be permission to live a little differently.

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