Dear Wine, It’s Not Me — It’s Perimenopause: Why I Made the Switch to Jeng

We had our fun, didn't we? Long dinners, loud laughs, the occasional tipsy text. But now? You've been different. Or perhaps I have. The late-night wakeups, the 2 AM heart racing, the morning fog, the hot flashes — it's just not working anymore. I used to think you relaxed me, but now? You're messing with my peace.

The truth is, perimenopause turned the game around. And you, nice wine, weren't being kind to me anymore. That "unwind" glass began to taste like betrayal. So I discovered something different. Something better for my body and less stress for my head.

Her name is Jeng — she's a zero-proof, THC-infused cocktail that works with my wellness goals rather than against them. Think of her as a calming retreat for your mind and body, without a hangover or headache in sight.

Sorry, wine. Not you. It's almost menopause. And also, it's kind of you.

Why Wine Stopped Working

Here's the catch nobody prepares you for: perimenopause doesn't only introduce changes to your physical self. It plays havoc with the small indulgences you once took for granted.

One minute, you’re sipping with friends. Next, you’re wondering how one glass now led to a full night of 0 sleep and 4 AM overthinking. Hormonal shifts turn your body into an after-coma paradigm. Common perimenopause symptoms like insomnia, night sweats, mood swings, and anxiety don’t exactly sit well with alcohol.

Indeed, alcohol has a way of exaggerating it all, spiking your fever, heightening anxiety, and messing with serotonin and sleep patterns. Now, your trusty glass of wine is behaving more like a thief of energy than a source of happiness.

But the emotional connection was genuine. Wine was not merely a beverage. It was a ceremony. A social binder. A means of relaxing. Forgetting seemed to mean losing a piece of myself, until I caught on to what I really needed wasn't wine. It was relief. It was a zero-proof mood boost.

What I Needed Instead

I wasn't trying to give up pleasure, I just wanted the kind that didn't have a side of regret. I was in the mood for real relaxation, not sedation masquerading as self-care. Something that would greet me where I was at now: a little wiser, a little more in touch with my body, and a lot more mindful of how I use my energy.

Step into the curiosity. I began rummaging around for zero-proof choices. Kombucha? Too sour. Sparkling water? Too bland. Most mocktails just tasted like sugar water masquerading as itself. I needed something classy. Something that provided me with that same "aah" sensation after the first sip.

That's when I discovered Jeng — a shining THC drink containing actual botanicals, no booze, and a microdose of hemp-based THC. All the buzz minus the booze. Discreet, sophisticated, and truly in sync with how I wish to be feeling.

It wasn't a compromise. It was a feel-good upgrade.

What Jeng Gives Me

Let me describe it to you: a cold can of Jeng, served over ice, in a wine glass. The bubbles climb like miniature confetti. I sip it. It's floral and citrus, with a light herbal note. In 20 minutes, a gentle wave comes rolling in—not oppressive, not dizzying. Just… lifted. Here. Peaceful.

There's no fuzzy fog, no spiral into tipsy oversharing, and no racing heart at midnight. My body is respected. My brain feels like it's breathing. The difference? It's not numbing. It's Microdose Magic. It's nurturing.

Since making the switch from wine to Jeng, I sleep better. I'm more in control of my emotions. I no longer have to guess how many glasses will lead me to tomorrow's regret. With Jeng, one is sufficient, and enough feels good.

I've developed a new tradition. One that celebrates the version of me that I am today: not trying, not "pushing through," just existing. Kick back with a non-alcoholic apéritif for the high-minded. A glass of Jeng is permission to breathe and delight without considering what it will cost me later.

No hangxiety. No bloating. No regrets. Have your buzz and your next morning, too. Just the gentle light of confident peace.

It’s Not Just About Perimenopause, It’s About Me 

Along the way, I came to understand that this change wasn't simply about perimenopause; it was about me. About hearing my body, finally, rather than ignoring its signals. About rewriting the definition of comfort, ease, and celebration during this new era.

For years, wine was like a badge of adulthood; a sophisticated thing, a social thing, an earned thing. But when the very drink intended to make me unwind began to make me feel ill, I had to wonder, “Why am I clinging to this?” The real answer is that I was scared to let go. Not just wine, but what it symbolized — youth, freedom, and enjoyment.

But what I've discovered in this season of life is even better: clarity, confidence, and intention. Picking Jeng wasn't something I was giving up on, it was something I was gaining something more in tune with who I am today. A little wiser, a little kinder to myself, and definitely more in touch with what I need.

This isn’t saying goodbye to joy; rather, it’s about redefining it.

Finding new habits that nourish instead of deplete. Jeng’s THC-infused, sparkling cocktails offer the perfect microdosed mood boost, minus the alcohol. Jeng helps me stay present, clear, and connected. That feels like the ultimate glow-up.

Wine didn’t change. I did. And I’m proud of who I’m becoming. Ready to rewrite your nightcap ritual? Jeng’s THC-infused, zero-proof cocktails offer the mood-boosting buzz of your favorite drink, minus the side effects. Because midlife deserves better than a hangover. Hold the liquor, but keep your spirits lifted.