And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I am feeling a little peculiar
- “What’s Up,” 4 Non Blondes
I’m pretty sure Linda Perry would not love me lumping her iconic song in with my perimenopause journey, but the lyrics have been going through my head nonstop for the last couple months… and all of them make perfect sense to my fogged brain (except for the “25 years” part).
I’m sending this to subscribers and then immediately putting up the paywall because I’ll be veering into TMI territory. But if you too are struggling, have just discovered this post, and cannot afford the upgrade, let me know your Substack email and I’ll comp you for the week so you can read. I do believe this subject should be discussed because there are so many conflicting and confusing resources.
There’s a part of me that’s nervous about even sharing at all (hello, is this career suicide?) but a much louder part of me that’s like, “Whatever, this happens to all women.”
It’s happening to me now. Why can’t I believe this?
I guess there’s a part of me that, since I’m always being told how young I look, thought I’d Peter Pan this shit? Like, the Mary Martin version where I get cast as a prepubescent boy and never really grow up?