Emotionally I feel how I remember feeling when I was about ten. Every single thing seems like a big deal, I'm unsure of myself all the time and the idea of intercourse repulses me.
The dry skin, eyes, lips, shrunken
fan,
large belly, vertigo, lack of appetite, lack of motivation, joylessness, irritability. Sweats that turns to chills. An inner heat that makes me feel my urine is bubbling inside me. Itching skin. Inner ears that prickle. Insomnia for days. 40 hours awake sometimes. The next thing I'm asleep for 15 hours. I have CPTSD, fibromyalgia and am autistic. Unmedicated ADHD as the assessment has yet to happen. Within 18 months I'm told. I also have lichen sclerosus. It is grim. For the latter I use vaginal oestrogen.
If things seem too cheerful I feel devastated. Same with sad stuff.
Doc says hormones normal and my periods are regular. They are but they're heavier and painful. I'm 40. I promised my doc I would try another antidepressant and give it a good go. Then I said I want hrt to be looked at. Well I'm now a year on and if anything feel worse than I did on the last antidepressant. I must go back but you know the issue is...a woman seems more nutty than ever when she's telling medical folk "hey...I'm not nuts this time...". I get the "Sure, Jan" looks.
My
bits are sagging and I've lost the plumpness of youth all over. 36-40 has been an ageing time for me on body and face. Varicose veins have appeared on my legs. My hair is thinning. I don't know myself inside or out.
Tomorrow I've my first mammogram. I can't sleep because of it even though I've no discernable lumps. It's only screening due to difficulty checking my LL saggers and some family history.
The idea of death would be appealing if it didnt mean finality. To just sleep for a while and come back and all be well for another 30 or 40 years
Nothing comforts me. I am the woman that will not be comforted. But everything riles me.
I've read all of your posts with interest an understanding of you all on some level. My love to everyone. X