About

Hello! Let me introduce myself.

Hi, I’m Gabriela.

I’m in my fifties, and like a lot of women I know, I’m navigating a phase of life that’s full of surprises, most of them hormonal, none of them sparkly.

I created Uncooked Truths because I got tired of whispering questions into search bars and getting either generic “empowerment” slogans or advice that assumes I just discovered spinach. Midlife isn’t a branding opportunity. It’s a full-body plot twist.

This space is for the real stuff, body changes, energy crashes, hormone havoc, appetite shifts, identity shakeups, and the quiet unraveling of things you used to take for granted (like sleep, or your waistline, or your ability to tolerate nonsense).

I’ve spent over a decade writing about food, heritage, and what it means to nourish a family and a life. But as I hit midlife, the conversation changed, and not enough people were talking about it honestly. I started Uncooked Truths to explore everything that comes after 45: the changes we see, the ones we don’t, and the ones no one warned us about.

Some days I write about GLP-1 meds and why they wreck your hunger cues (The First 30 Days on Mounjaro). Other days, it’s about memory loss and mood swings (What No One Tells You About Your Body After 50), or food and identity and what it means to feel strong again when your body says “not today” (When Your Body Says ‘No Thanks’ to Exercise).

You won’t find magic answers here. I’m not a doctor, a coach, or a “just do these five things” kind of person. I’m writing from the middle of it. From the questions, not the finish line. I believe truth matters more than polish, and that if we told the whole story, we’d all feel a lot less alone.

So, if you’ve ever thought:

“This can’t be normal.”
“Why am I awake at 3 a.m. again?”
“Is my metabolism… broken?”
“Why didn’t anyone warn me?”

You're in the right place.

There will be essays. There will be lived-in advice. There will be the occasional hormone-fueled rant and definitely some food, because food still matters. Always has.

A Few Uncooked Facts About Me

I ran a blog called The Bossy Kitchen for over a decade. It was part food, part heritage, part “do it right or don’t do it at all.”
I’ve been called bossy, strong, opinionated, nurturing, and “a little too much”, usually by people who needed a snack.
I survived perimenopause with tai chi, acupuncture, homeopathy, magnesium, and muttering “this can’t be normal” into my pillow at 2 a.m.
I’ve cried in dressing rooms, argued with doctors, Googled symptoms at midnight, and still managed to get dinner on the table.
I’m not against wellness. I’m just highly suspicious of any version that requires $300 smoothies and toxic positivity.
I believe food is emotional. And political. And hormonal. And also dinner.
I write from the middle of the mess, not the other side of it.
Strong? Absolutely. Fragile? More often than I admit. Honest? Always.

What You'll Find Here

This site is for women in midlife who are done pretending everything’s fine when it isn’t. If you’ve ever felt invisible at the doctor’s office, if your appetite changed and no one could explain why, if your body feels like a stranger and you’re sick of being told to “just walk more”, you’re not alone. I write for us.

Whether you're curious about GLP-1s, navigating HRT, wondering if your metabolism is failing you, or just trying to feel like yourself again, you’ll find honest reflections here, without the fluff.

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