Over the years I've used Misha's Room as a space to process life, share information, talk some shit, and find purpose in this world that gives me so many reasons to lose hope. This is yet another one of those opportunities but instead of deep diving into heartbreak or the inner workings of white supremacy, I want to vent about a silent part of my life that reallllly grinds my gears. I'm a PCOS girlie, I don't think I've shared that before. PCOS is the acronym for Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (or Please Carry On Somewhere which is what I've been telling/calling her for a long portion of my life, but anyway). In short, PCOS is a hormonal disorder that impacts people with ovaries by causing symptoms like irregular or absent menstrual cycles, excess androgen levels (like increased testosterone), and enlarged ovaries with cysts. Because PCOS is linked to insulin resistance and hormonal imbalances, it can result in acne, weight gain, excessive hair growth, and fertility issues. Although treatment varies on a case by case basis, most medical professionals suggest lifestyle changes, medications, and hormone therapy to manage the symptoms. PCOS peeps are also encouraged to be mindful of their stress levels as a strategy to limit symptoms.
Hopefully you enjoyed the brief lesson on reproductive health and I'm always down to increase education but again, I'm here to vent. So here's how this bitch has been grinding my gears: