#pcosfighter
Hi beauties!
My soul sister and friend IRL Jenna Longoria (aka the Period Guru) is hosting a Masterclass for Period Solutions.
If you have painful periods or have been diagnosed with a period-related condition like endometriosis or PCOS, I highly recommend that you start following Jenna (@jennalongoriahealth on Instagram) and take this Master Class.
I have personally been working with her over the last 4 months with some of my hormone imbalances, and her awareness of all things hormones is unparalleled. I believe hormone health is something that is not well-understood or supported by standard medical practice, and much of the suffering is quite unnecessary. Jenna’s website is linked below.
Hope you are all in good spirits and undeterred by this current climate. Xoxo Nikki
From everyone that called me out on my weight, my mom was the most painful. The diet pills and the constant remainder that dresses looked bad on me.
I was 14 when I noticed my periods stopped a lot, the doctor blamed my weight, I was 140 lbs… I felt like a heifer, especially when my mom told the neighbor and her daughter if they would like to go shopping with her, that she never took me because the clothes from there wouldn’t look nice on me.
It hurt…
Patty McFatty always stuck in my mind…
I started to drink nothing but teas and those coffees that promise weight loss, nothing but a small meal at night.
I started to count EVERYTHING I ate… I learned all the calorie content of every food by looking at their labels.
I started to see how long I would last without food…
I started to pop more pills, and not just diet anything I could find to make myself purge and make my stomach hurt so I would not want food.
I started to workout more and more, maybe one meal, and if I dared eat more I would punish myself.
I got laxatives to try and increase purging, since I began to binge eat.. I would eat and eat, until I vomit, until I drowned those laxatives.
The doctor noticed my losing 10lbs in less than a week and was upset, but did not pay attention to it much…
My friends noticed…. they told the counselor at the school… who told the nurse.. then I was caught purging at school…
My parents also caught me once at home…
I met with other girls like me, except they were skinnier, and I was FAT compared to them. I noticed that I never went lower than 120 lbs though.. no matter how much I did not eat. I felt bad and guilty but I did work through it, talking it out, and the fact that I got diagnosed with PCOS helped a lot, because now I knew it wasn’t my fault… and I do tell myself everyday. It took years to learn to love myself more, and honestly I still pick up a bad habit or two, but I noticed and I catch myself before I fall.
I am not perfect and I am not “cured” of it, although a lot of times it feels like, I go months and even years without falling back again, and the few times I slip I don’t fall. It is about working hard..
It is not easy.
I am sharing my story because I want to tell a teen like the one I was that you are beautiful <3 I want to tell my fellow PCOS sisters that if you have gone through any type of eating disorder you’re not alone… <3 <3 <3
I hope you know that there is hope!
I received an overwhelming response both from women struggling with PCOS and simply concerned folk. I’m glad this infographic is now out there, drifting in the web, raising more questions, as it should. That was its purpose.
First, let me express how grateful I am for the appreciation and many thanks I received from you, beautiful ladies, my cysters. I wish you all to be strong, to be healthy (as much as it’s possible), and to be happy. Being happy is the best therapy out there.
Now, to answer a few passive-aggressive comments about PCOS being not only a woman’s problem. There are many levels to understanding this. As I said before, anyone who was assigned female at birth, even if they do not identify themselves as women presently is at risk of having PCOS. Anyone who did not have their ovaries, uterus, and cervix removed have to be vigilant and continue seeing a gynecologist until they no longer have the above mentioned organs. They may also have increased risks for ovarian cancer - it is highly important to keep seeing a specialist - ovarian cancer is too often caught too late. You may not feel and identify as a woman, but unless you undergo those changes, your body is still the body of a woman. And that is what I talk about in my infographic, a woman’s body. So please, don’t feel offended or excluded.
Finally, thank you to everyone who shared my infographic. I have an article about PCOS waiting to be published, and your effort adds up significantly to the value of my article.
I have been diagnosed eight years ago, and there were many dark days when I wished PCOS had just been a bad dream, something that could be fixed and forgotten about. But it’s not, and speaking up is my way of dealing with it.
Thank you all and take care!
You never really know whose listening to you until someone from the outside shows you that they are aware of whats going on with you and decide to become your supporter.
When I decided to be open about my PCOS on facebook, it was like no one really cared despite me explaining what it was because I got remarks that ranged from “all you have to do is just work out” to “fat people always make an excuse as to why their big.”
Because of that and like many others, we turn to support groups and other sites such as tumblr.
But then I slowly got discourage. I became bitter and annoyed with how people saw this as a made up thing, that people who suffer with PCOS just want attention. That doctors who claim their existence is to help people was instead covered with remarks such as “irregular periods are normal for someone your size, just lose weight.” Or “What is PCOS?” Or “theres no such thing as PCOS.”
I thought, “If doctors won’t even recognize this, what makes me so sure anyone i know would?”
Then today a friend shared a post on my timeline created by Daisy Ridley about what she went through. With the caption:
“I thought of you when I read this. Here’s to hoping that there will be more awareness which leads to more solutions as time goes on.”
My voice was heard. It may have not touched a large crowd, but it touched one person.
It made me realize, thats how awareness starts; lighting one candle at a time no matter what source of fire you may have.