I’ve Entered My Goddess Complex Era, and There’s No Going Back

Somewhere between realizing I don’t have to explain myself to anyone and truly understanding the power of a well-timed, perfectly arched eyebrow raise, I stepped into my Goddess Complex Era—and let me tell you, it’s fabulous here.

For years (decades, even), society has been out here trying to convince women of a certain age that we should be grateful to fade into the background. That we should shrink, soften, or just—gasp—accept “aging gracefully” like it’s some kind of beige cardigan we never actually wanted but somehow ended up in our closets.

Nah. Gen-X and Boomers are here to say "We’re not doing that anymore."

We’re the Blueprint

We’ve spent our lives running sh*t—building businesses, raising families, burning through bad relationships like we were testing out new hairstyles. We survived the '80s (a miracle in itself), adapted to the internet without our brains melting, and pioneered the art of not caring what anyone thinks. And now, in 2025, we’re finally giving ourselves the credit we deserve.

We’re talking full divine drip, baby. We are gold—not just in worth, but in energy, in presence, in the way we walk into a room and own it. And the best part? We’re doing it unapologetically.

Knowing Our Worth (in Actual Gold)

Somewhere along the way, we got tricked into thinking we needed to prove our value. Be nice, be accommodating, don’t be too loud, too opinionated, too much. But that’s over. I am, in fact, too much—and it is exactly enough.

We are no longer asking for seats at tables built by people who can’t handle our shine. We’re building our own, dripping in wisdom, wit, and a confidence so effortless it makes the younger generations wonder what the hell we’re drinking. (Answer: water, collagen, and the tears of people who underestimated us.)

The Great Unapologetic Glow-Up

This era? It’s about embracing our power. Wearing the bold colors. Taking up the space. Charging what we’re worth (financially, emotionally, and spiritually). Cutting off energy-drainers like they’re expired coupons. And most importantly, lifting up other women who are just now realizing they’ve had this power all along.

If others have a problem with it? That sounds like a them problem.

Welcome to the Golden Goddess Era

We’re not here to be liked. We’re here to be legendary. And we’re not asking for permission—we’re declaring it. This is our time, our space, our damn golden hour. We’re not in our "Golden Years"—we’re in our Golden Goddess Era, where we shine brighter than ever. And anyone who can’t handle it better put on some shades.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some glorious aging to do—loudly, boldly, and with zero f*cks left to give.