But I wasn't sick. I wasn't doing anything "wrong." So why did my body feel like it was arguing with me?
It wasn't until someone said the word "hormones" that it all started to click.
No One Told Me These Were Hormone Signals
I didn't wake up one day feeling "hormonal." It crept in. Slowly. Silently. Until one day, the small things weren't small anymore.
My cycle shortened. Then lengthened. Then disappeared for two months. I'd snap at tiny things, then cry at commercials. I started waking up sweaty and exhausted—at the same time.
Some days I felt wired and foggy at once. Some weeks, I couldn't tell if I was bloated or just holding something emotionally I didn't understand.
People told me to "rest more" or "cut back on caffeine." No one said: "Hey, this might be your hormones trying to talk to you."