The Changeover Direct

Let yourself change.

I can tell you that the worst of it—the raw, weeping-in-the-shower phase—lasted about four months. The rebuilding—the tentative, hopeful, "maybe I'll try that pottery class" phase—lasted two years. And the integration—the phase where you finally look in the mirror and recognize the stranger as yourself—is actually ongoing. It never really ends. The Changeover

You are not depressed. You are completed . You have finished the puzzle of who you were supposed to be, and you are staring at a picture you no longer like. Most people think the changeover begins with a choice. It doesn't. It begins with a collapse. Let yourself change

I call this moment The Changeover .

Lean into the rubble. Sit on the floor of your half-empty apartment. Walk alone through the city at midnight. Cry in your car. Let the old self dissolve like a sugar cube in hot tea. And the integration—the phase where you finally look