So here we are. Perimenopause. Full force. No gentle ramp up, no orientation packet, no one tapping me on the shoulder saying, hey, just a heads up, some weird stuff is about to happen.
If you are in it, you know.
If you are not, buckle up.
If you already went through it and nobody told the rest of us, I have questions.
Why is nobody talking about this?
I knew about hot flashes. Fine.
I knew moods might change. Sure.
What I did not know was the long list of things that would make me stop mid day and think, wait… is this a thing?
Apparently, yes. Yes it is.
Like body odor.I never had BO issues before. Ever. Suddenly I am sniff checking myself like a paranoid raccoon. Same soap. Same deodorant. Different results.
Or the random heart racing.Just sitting there. Not anxious. Not exercising. Just existing. And my body is like, let’s panic a little for fun.
Or the brain fog.
I will walk into a room with purpose and leave with nothing but vibes. That nagging at my brain I assumed came with Mom brain!
Or the sudden feeling that I am losing my mind but also very aware that I am losing my mind, which somehow makes it worse.
And the thing is, none of this gets talked about openly. We whisper about it. We joke quietly. We Google things at 2am and hope the algorithm does not judge us.
No one says, hey, you are not broken. Your hormones are just throwing a rave without your permission.
So I am saying it out loud.
This is happening.
It is weird.
It is uncomfortable.
It is sometimes funny and sometimes absolutely not.
And I am done pretending it is something to power through silently.
We talk about puberty. We talk about pregnancy. We talk about postpartum. Why does this whole phase get shoved into a corner like an awkward secret?
I want us to talk about it. Loudly. Casually. Without shame.
Honestly, I think we need a perimenopause party.
Not a sad one. Not a pity party. A real one.
Bring your friends. Bring snacks. Bring your stories.
Compare notes. Laugh about the absurd stuff. Validate the scary stuff. Normalize the things that make us feel alone.Because I guarantee you that thing you think is just you? It is not just you.
I am going to drop a link here to a clip that perfectly captures how I am feeling right now. If you watch it and immediately say, oh my god yes, then congratulations. You are officially invited to the party.
We do not need to suffer quietly.
We do not need to feel crazy.
We do not need to pretend we are fine.
We just need each other, honesty, and maybe stronger deodorant.If this resonated with you, say something. Message me. Comment. Share your own weird symptom. Let’s normalize this phase of life together.Because if my body is going to act brand new, I am at least going to talk about it.
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