The last “update” I did on how I was doing with everything was in the fall for events that happened in August. For the most part things calmed down and went well for a few months. but I still didn’t trust my body. I haven’t really wanted to talk about things not working well too much. I’m tired of talking about it, and in my mind… maybe if I don’t admit it outloud, everything’s okay, right?
Well- everything was fine until the end of November. Continuous birth control was working. I wasn’t having a period at all. Now I have “goals.” I know what’s like not to be miserable when I don’t have a period. I felt better. My blood sugars were stabilizing. The pain was minimal. I felt stronger. I was sleeping better. I could go on with how I felt those first few months. Superficially? My skin was clearing up and hair growth all over my body was slowing down. Seriously, I could keep going. Yet, I still didn’t trust my body. Sometimes, I wonder if I ever will?