Our mothers suffered in silence. We share. We learn. We create. We support.
By Élise M.
Co-founder of Ceceloom
Our mothers didn't have the luxury of conversation.
They endured in isolation.
They coped behind closed doors.
They folded hot flashes into household routines and breast pain into silence.
They swallowed the fatigue, the rage, the confusion, the loss of self—all of it—with no name for what was happening to them. No outlet. No community. No validation that this was real, normal, worthy of discussion.
They carried it alone because that's what women did.
But us?
We Google at 3 AM.
We join online communities where strangers become sisters.
We comment on posts that make us feel seen.
We share our stories in Instagram captions and Facebook groups.
We turn our pain into connection.
We are the first generation to refuse the silence.
This is digital sisterhood in action.
We search "why do my breasts ache every single night?" and discover we're not medical mysteries.
We follow women who document their hormone journeys with raw honesty.
We screenshot memes about night sweats and send them to friends who text back "LITERALLY ME."
We laugh about things our mothers couldn't even whisper about.
This isn't just about access to information.
It's about access to each other.
For the first time in human history, menopausal women can find their tribe instantly. We can validate each other's experiences in real-time. We can say "you're not crazy" to someone on the other side of the world who needed to hear it at 2 AM.
The shame stops with us.
The silence dies with our generation.
And that changes absolutely everything.
Ceceloom was born from this revolution.
Not in a corporate boardroom.
Not from focus groups led by people who've never felt their chest burn at midnight.
But from two sisters who spent nights reading Reddit threads, scrolling through symptoms, crying over stories that sounded like their own lives—then deciding to build something better.
We created Ceceloom for the women who started asking questions out loud.
For the ones who got dismissed, ignored, or handed generic solutions that didn't fit their reality.
For the women who said "there has to be something better" and meant it.
We don't just make intimate apparel.
We extend our hand into the darkness where women are searching for understanding.
Through every article we write, every story we share, every gentle piece of fabric we design—we're saying the same thing our online communities taught us to say:
You are not alone.
You are not imagining this.
You deserve better.
We see you.
The conversation isn't just about menopause anymore. It's about power.
When women speak their truth, everything shifts.
When we refuse to suffer in silence, we create space for solutions.
When we share our stories, we permission other women to share theirs.
When we build companies from our lived experience, we create products that actually understand our bodies.
Our mothers' silence protected no one.
Our voices are healing generations.
This digital sisterhood—messy, imperfect, revolutionary—is rewriting the script on what it means to age as a woman. We're not just surviving menopause. We're demanding that the world acknowledge it, accommodate it, and honor it.
And when we speak, the world has no choice but to listen.
Because there are millions of us now. And we're not whispering anymore.
Élise M.
Co-founder of Ceceloom. 60 years old. My mother never said a word about menopause. I won't stop talking about it.
