Why I Started Tea, Tears & Triumphs

Let’s be honest: I didn’t set out to build a blog. I set out to get the thoughts out of my head before they drove me mad. This wasn’t a 'dream project' or part of some five-year plan involving a podcast and an app.

No. This came from standing in the kitchen, thinking, Why isn’t anyone saying this stuff out loud?
Why is no one writing about how midlife feels when you’re not trying to sell a course, host a wellness retreat or ditch the day job to live your best life in the sun?

So I started Tea, Tears and Triumphs, because some things need to be said. Some things deserve to be said. And quite frankly, I wasn’t seeing anything that felt like it was written for me. Not someone like me. Me.

This is where I say the things I can’t say on WhatsApp, because group chats make me sweat. It’s where I put the thoughts I’d usually save for a conversation I’m not having, because no one’s really asking. It’s cathartic. It’s honest. It’s cheaper than therapy and slightly more effective than screaming into a pillow.

Loneliness Is Shit. Let’s Start There.

I’m not going to dress this up. Loneliness in your 40s hits different. It’s not the same as being 'a bit left out'. It’s not about not having a social life or forgetting to RSVP.

It’s the quiet realisation that the people you once leaned on are elsewhere now. Busy. Disappeared. Drifted. It’s scrolling your phone and realising you have everything except someone to send a voice note to when you’re unravelling over nothing and everything at once.

Loneliness is emotional white noise, constant, but hard to name. And for women in perimenopause, it’s often amplified by a delightful cocktail of hormonal chaos, insomnia, overstimulation, and wondering if you’re losing your mind or just becoming more aware of everyone else’s nonsense.

There’s actual science on this, by the way. Studies show that during perimenopause, fluctuating oestrogen can heighten feelings of anxiety, emotional sensitivity, and disconnection. Combine that with friendships shifting, energy levels circling the drain, and suddenly you’re googling “Is it normal to cry because no one messaged me today?” at 2am. (It is, for the record.)

So Why Write? And Why Now?

Because writing helps. Science says so too, expressive writing can improve mental clarity, reduce stress, and create a sense of connection, even if you’re writing into the void.

Reading something that says what you feel, even if you didn’t know you felt it, has the power to make you feel less alone. So I write. And if any of it lands with you, if it feels familiar, then maybe that’s connection in its simplest, scruffiest form. Maybe that’s enough for now.

So, What Can You Expect Here?

Not much, honestly. Not yet. This is a bare-bones operation: just me, some thoughts, and the occasional tear-stained keyboard. I’m mostly over on Instagram (@teatearsandtriumphs), posting things that don’t require formatting or mental energy.

If I reach 100 followers, I’ll start blogging properly. Not because numbers matter, but because it’s nice to know someone’s listening.

Until then, this is the simplest site on the internet: I'm using Instagram for honest words, quiet rebellion, and maybe, eventually, we can build a community of women who feel the same way.

Tea helps. So does this.