My PCOS Life pt.1

I don’t know how to start this post, but hey y’all! This year I am determined to become more consistent with my blog and also grow my social media presence. I also am going to be more vulnerable with my content.

If you follow me on my socials, you know I have Polycystic Ovary Syndrome (PCOS), a problem with hormones during the reproductive years. I was diagnosed when I was in my mid-20s, but I knew since I was a teenager that I had it. I have a strong family history and started showing signs in high school. I was in denial, mainly out of fear that my lifestyle would not be super carefree. 

During my teenage years until about 22, I pretty much ignored all of the symptoms. The symptoms were pretty mild. I had acne and mild facial hair, all things I could handle and hide easily. It was not until about my 23rd year of life that things started to escalate. 

The facial hair became thicker and needed to be removed more frequently, and my hormonal acne was bad. It seemed like every morning; I woke up to a new pimple! Nothing was worse than fresh sore pimples underneath facial hair; it’s a nightmare! So I started just treating symptoms, and when I mentioned anything to my gyno or primary doctor at the time, they pretty much just said to drink more water and less sugar in my diet. 

At that time, I was not ready to push back and demand that they test me for PCOS; as I said was in denial! So, I bought more makeup for better coverage and tried many different acne skin care products, lol. The goal was never actually to treat or control my skin but to hide the imperfections. 

Of course, none of that made a significant difference because I wasn’t dealing with the syndrome. I was handling my health as if, if I pretended it was not real, I would wake up magically, and it would be gone. The goal was never actually to treat or control my skin but to hide the imperfections. I was running and hiding from the reality that I am a woman with facial hair and adult acne. I felt a lot of shame and embarrassment as well. A reality that once made me feel hideous and less feminine, but one day, I woke up, and my mindset changed. 

Stay tuned for part two……..


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