The last (almost) two years (feels longer) have really thrown a curve ball. It's hard to work out if the lingering feelings of anxiety are COVID-related.
Or would I be feeling the same without this new version of normal we're all dealing with? Am I too anxious to get in my car and drive further than the doctor in Corwen because of COVID? And am I nervous about guests staying over for that reason too? Or is it my response to menopause. I just don't know. What I do know is that the bloody menopause is the biggest load of crock ever. Next to Covid and childbirth. I'm not sure if every woman feels the same and suffers the same symptoms. I'm sure many keep quiet and struggle on. Not letting anyone know how they feel. Not me - I like to share:
I feel crap. I'm not me. Well...I am me - but with all my bad points hugely exaggerated. I can't handle things the same. I'm stressing over the simplest change to plan. I feel like I don't have anything to look forward to (which I know is bullshit - there is so much). I am now nearly three weeks into HRT. A big decision to push for this as the advice (based on family history) is to avoid. I have done lots of Menopause/ HRT reading. Many women pronounce HRT as life-changing - that was good enough for me. I really hope it is. I'm expecting miracles - every time I slap that oestrogen gel stuff on my thighs I am praying that tonight is the night I sleep. So far - no change. But I remain positive. Stu walks around the house with everything crossed. On a lighter note: Mouse the Ninja Corgi has mastered the art of appearing from nowhere, launching herself across a room and landing with her teeth in my toes. Get a corgi they said...
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