Struggle bus

I am on the struggle bus today. I am tired and I feel old and achy. I have tried as much as possible to put a positive spin on the menopause. The posts I wrote a year or so I feel are fairly positive in nature. It really didn’t feel all that bad. Just power on through and everything would be fine but the last 6 months or so has not really felt like that at all.

I don’t want to say it is all awful. I know there are people reading this post who are looking into their future and thinking that their experience of menopause if not that far away. I know when I was those people I buried my head in the sand. I was scared of what it would mean, how it would change me. I don’t want women to feel that way and I don’t want to write content that might contribute to someone feeling like that but also I want to be honest about it all and right now I feel like the menopause is the absolute shits.

It’s not the sex stuff either its all the rest. The feeling achy and tired and days like today when I feel on the verge of tears all day long. I can’t imagine what previous generations have gone through without HRT because this is the HRT version of the menopause so the alternative must be a brutality I can’t even begin to imagine.

I know tomorrow will probably better or if not then the next day. After all yesterday I didn’t feel quite as pants as today so as Michael likes to say, this too shall pass. But also, the menopause is hard and today I am struggling with it all and I wish I was still 45. *laughs. If only it was that simple eh.

Feel free to comment on this post BUT if you a man and are even slightly tempted to tell me it can’t be that bad, or to cheer up, or for everyone, regardless of gender, tell me to get me HRT reviewed etc. Please don’t. I am not an idiot and also this is hard and HRT helps it does not fix it or make it go away completely.

Today I just want to have a whinge and whine and be honest that some days it sucks.

Hopefully tomorrow I will be back with something a little less meh but what is the point of a blog if you can’t be your authentic self on it even when that means it’s not all happy happy joy?