my story in perimenopause…

Where do I begin …about five years ago, at the time I was 44 years old.

Seems like a life time ago, back then, I had no idea what perimenopause was and I had no idea how it would present or cause chaos in my daily life.

From day to day I could be the happiest person on the planet and the next, I’d be slumped on a sofa in tears. I'd experienced significant changes in my life in 2019, I’d met a man and I would go on to move to a small town and leave the very familiar big city life behind and then my Mum would be diagnosed with cancer.

I remember booking an appt with my Dr, a women I had been seeing for over 5 years and in the appt I asked for anti- anxiety medicine, I told her, I was experiencing anxiety, once a month for a week leading into my period. At the time, I thought I had PMDD (that’s a whole other blog post….) In the entirety of that appt, not once did we discuss perimenopause or menopause or the future possibility of it. I left with a prescription for anxiety medication.

I would spend the next two years, crying, feeling isolated and alone, it felt like I had completely lost my identity and to a point, perimenopause was the baseline for all this unwelcome upheaval.

My symptoms were varied, but mostly I would deal with a plethora of emotional & mental wellbeing meltdowns.

It really wasn’t until I caught up with a friend & told her how many