Over the past several months, I’ve been in this constant state of fight or flight. It’s been like wild animals are around every corner, waiting to eat me, I’ve felt so anxious.
I haven’t been able to eat, my nervousness has been so excessive. I haven’t been able to sleep. Which of course compounds my general inability to cope with life.
I didn’t know what was going on. And then I remembered that I’m 50.
It did not even occur to me, that my symptoms might be related to being menopausal.
Until a friend of mind gently broached the subject, I just thought I was slowly losing my mind.
I used some bio-identical hormonal creme that my doc gave me a couple of years ago. And, wallah, I slept! Ok, not incredibly well, but I wasn’t staring into the darkness all night, sighing loudly in frustration.
Wow. Hormones are really powerful little things.
I believe that part of why it did not even register that menopause might be the problem, is that I have never felt fully like an adult.
I look into the mirror, and I’m shocked by what I see. Especially when my white roots are growing out and exposed. I’m, like, getting old! This totally blows me away.
So, thank God for bio-identical Progesterone cream! I will be using it nightly from now on. Hopefully it will become a close friend of mine. One that at least partially quells the fears(though not the resistance), of getting older.