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Elisabeth Peterson's avatar

This landed deeply. The reframe from stuck to transforming feels both compassionate and neurologically honest—naming the reality without pathologizing it.

I’m struck by how much permission lives in that one word. Permission to be unfinished. Permission to not recognize yourself for a while. Permission to stand in the doorway without rushing to choose a side.

As someone who sits with people in their own “in-between” every day, I see this so clearly: what looks like paralysis is often a nervous system doing its best in uncertainty. Naming it as transformation doesn’t erase the grief or the fear—but it gives the brain (and the heart) a place to breathe.

The kitchen renovation metaphor is perfect. No one stands in a half-demolished kitchen and concludes they’ve failed at homeownership—yet we do that to ourselves in midlife so easily.

Thank you for offering language that softens shame and restores agency. This isn’t toxic positivity; it’s orientation. And sometimes orientation is the most powerful intervention there is.

Saving this. And sharing it with clients who need a kinder, truer story about where they are.

Lucy Ryder's avatar

Well, I'm definitely transforming :)

My 17 year relationship abruptly ended last year, and along with it the end of a 15 year farmsteading and social enterprise project on the cusp of completion.

I've worked off-grid for many years now too in a remote rural area, and moving from here also means losing the land I love, my confidence in what comes next, and my hand-built home.

But a year down the track I'm starting to see upsides and new possibilities.

As recent as the last few weeks I'm getting into gear again and finding the courage to radically accept things and build a new future.

To anyone facing fresh challenges, I hope this is encouraging X.

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