So how did you go from 'feeling like dying' elkwarning to 'thriving'? In 4 years?
Did you wait it out and it got better?
Did you take alternative treatments?
Was this the time you were on Hrt?
Or was this when you were treated for autoimmune stuff (as mentioned in other threads)?
This is the problem for me. How do you 'get better' when feeling like you are dying on a daily basis?
It's also strange that many in this thread are calling this so called 'medicalisation' and so called panacea for HRT - when, across this forum, woman are complaining time and time again of being ignored by their GPs and their symptoms belittled.
And, I'll probably get in trouble again for not reading the article. But quite frankly, feeling as bad as I do at this stage in my life, words dont help me.
Firstly, Nas, I do hear you and I'm sorry that I don't have any answers. Bit of an odd suggestion, but have you tried searching specifically for research from Israel. Big BC awareness there.
Penguin, I feel like I understand your comments. Thank you for sharing with honesty.
To answer the questions:
Autoimmune stuff was before.
Felt like I was losing my mind and myself. Nothing ever got better. For example, I thought cycling to work would help me get fitter. It was hard at first and everyone said it would get easier after 3 months. It never got easier. I did it every day for 3 years. It was agony. I sweated like a pig. I kept putting weight on. I was permanently exhausted. I hated everything and everyone around me. I had no life and was hanging on by my fingernails at work. My idea of a good time was to spend while days in bed.
I went on HRT and wanted it to work so badly that I ended up believing it was, but my mental health was still deteriorating. I was getting into all sorts of problems at work, couldn't see eye to eye with my colleagues - even though it had all been fine for years before. I was becoming paranoid. Couldn't stand the sight of my husband. Constantly eaten up by anxiety. And my god, the rage. My blood pressure sky rocketed and they couldn't get it under control. HRT was withdrawn by the doctor. I went cold turkey.
A friend suggested I see a herbalist, so I did. I took those tinctures for weeks at a time. Another friend pointed me in the direction of a therapist and I found myself in weekly sessions.
Fast forward a few months and COVID hit. Suddenly I found myself at home. All of my inner turmoil was being played out in the chaos of the world around me. It was curiously comforting to watch everyone else experience a bit of my craziness, and something just clicked.
At first it was doing couch to 5k (speedy walking style) in deserted streets. Then I was eating better because it was no longer buried mouthfuls at my desk between interruptions. I got to know my husband again and realised I quite liked him. Crucially, I saw a pharmacologist, in May 2020, in a hospital overrun with COVID calculator. He took my blood pressure, found it was in normal parameters, and told me to stay there hell out of dodge and figure out what I wanted to do with my life that would make me happy and healthy.
I decided to restrain to be a teacher. All very spur of the moment, but everything was so bonkas at the time, it felt like I could be mad and weird and no one would bat an eyelid. Then I pushed the whole thing further at the point I decided to get my full motorbike licence - even though I was terrified of riding and had been trying to do this for years.
A much shorter answer is that suddenly I stopped being scared of dying because there was so much death around me. Something in me decided that I wanted to live, and this energy was totally propped up by my therapy.
I still have weekly therapy. I'll probably be in therapy for another 5 years. That support has also helped me fight for recognition of my other needs. I'm now NHS diagnosed as autistic with OCD and CPTSD. This opens doors, e.g. I get to receive dentistry via the special care dental service, I have adjustments at work, my therapy (although technically private) is funded.
As it goes, I do still have courses of treatment from the herbalist from time to time - most recent because I thought my energy levels were a bit haywire.
Sorry for the essay, but yeah, my breakthrough was finding two women (therapist and herbalist) who actually sodding well listened to me, and the value of their input was confirmed by a medical doctor (the pharmacologist). None of this happened overnight.