Nearly 3 weeks on HRT……the mist is lifting!

The mist really has lifted. I’m almost scared to say it’s working in case I’m having a random good week and doom is waiting for me around the corner. But, if I remove all scepticism, I can’t deny that I feel like my old self again.🙌🏼 There’s still some physical symptoms not remedied themselves yet but this is a good start.

I‘d read and been told that it could happen as quickly as within a week or two or take as long as a few months, and that it had been life changing for so many women. Baring in mind that I’ve still been slightly terrified that the way I’ve been feeling isn’t anything to do with perimenopause, and that I’d be back at the drawing board when the patches failed to work. Anyone in my shoes will understand the feeling of wondering if you’re going actual mad!! So I’ve been a little reluctant to accept that the turnaround in my mood could be related to the treatment. But, at this point in time, I think (really bloody hope) it might be.🤞🏼🤞🏼

I basically feel human again ( for now anyway …….can you tell I’m scared the bubble bursts😆)

I‘ve woken up each morning ready to live a good day. Don’t get me wrong I’ve not skipped out of bed singing songs and done a happy dance! But I’ve felt ‘normal’. I can’t tell you what a relief it is to feel good old boring, no drama attached, non shiny, NORMAL! I’ve spent so much time over the past year in a really deep despair that I’m still a little scared to accept that this is going to last. I’m very open and willing for that to happen though.🙏🏼 I was even reluctant to write this tonight in case the bubble burst tomorrow or the day after and I had to take it all back. That’s no way to live though and while I’m feeling positive I’m going to act positive and enforce positive behaviours.

I‘ve has a fantastic week at work and felt that I deserved to feel proud of myself. Boy is that a U-turn!!!

I‘ve been able to hold conversations out of work without wanting the ground to swallow me up and save me.

I‘ve felt real actual JOY!!!

I‘ve looked forward to things. I’ve looked forward to the next day rather than dreading waking up again.

I‘ve managed to realign with my personal goals and made solid progress in working towards them. I’ve been banging my head against a brick wall on that front for a while.

I believe I can again.

I think I’m a decent human being rather than hating badly on myself.

I’ve smiled and laughed.

I‘ve felt the way we ALL deserve to feel.

Again it’s not be some form

of euphoria, but in comparison to how I’ve been feeling it really is night and day. Keep it coming please!

I’ve spoken to so many women about this since it became part of my life. I’m saddened by how many of us have felt like this and just accepted it. Just struggled on every day and just accepted a joyless existence. I’m equally humbled by how many women have opened up and shared. I’m delighted by how many have now reached out to their GP to ask questions and find solutions already.

I was never quite sure why I wrote the first blog. Maybe it was to vent. Maybe it was to process. Maybe it was to ask you for help. Whatever it was I feel it worked. If you're struggling with menapause or with ANYTHING else, don’t suffer in silence. Taking…..or writing really does help.

If I’m back to square one tomorrow you’ll find me at the nearest monastery as buddhism is next on my fix it list!🧘🏼‍♀️🙏🏼😂❤️