Obviously I could take many different approaches with telling you all about who I am. I am a daughter, I am a mother, I am a best friend and a wife. I am a damn good employee. I am me. But in front of all that, clouding my definition of who I really am is PCOS. That little tiny four letter “word” has defined me for so long. I used to hate it. Now, I don’t mind it as much. Such a defining word of strength to carry. Most women let PCOS bring them down. How could they not? The weight gain, excess hair and irregularity and infertility is enough to make any woman fall to her knees. And these symptoms are only the most common ones. The most dramatic and life changing symptoms. When you aren’t diagnosed, you feel like your life is spinning out of control and your body just isn’t even yours. Some women take back some of that control among diagnosis. For me, being FINALLY diagnosed with PCOS was a turning point. I owned that shit and could finally, after years of suffering, put a close to the “poor little me” chapter of my life. None of this is easy ladies, but trust me, it’s all worth it. Be your own advocate, like I was for myself.
Sincerly yours,
The PCOS girl
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