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Forty-two years old and I genuinely feel like I'm fifteen again, except fifteen was more predictable. Last month I bled through dark jeans at a parents' evening. Dark. Jeans. I had to tie my cardigan round my waist like it was 1997 and I was a teenager who'd miscounted the days. The thing is I never know when it's coming now or how bad it'll be. Used to be like clockwork. Now it's either nothing for five weeks or absolute carnage for ten days straight. I've started keeping a little note on my phone, just rough stuff, how heavy, how long, which days I could barely get off the sofa. My GP appointment is next month and I want to actually have something concrete to show her instead of sitting there going 'it's just, you know, a lot' and her nodding and sending me away with nothing. Also the tiredness is something else. Not normal tired. Tired in my bones. I've been trying to eat more iron-y things on the worst weeks, lentil soup, spinach with eggs, that sort of thing, mostly because cooking anything complicated on day two is completely out of the question. Anyone else been through this and actually got somewhere useful with their GP? What did you tell them? x

Hello wise ladies. I've got a GP appointment coming up and I want to actually get somewhere this time instead of leaving feeling like I wasted everyone's time. My periods have become genuinely unpredictable and some months really heavy, we're talking through-a-tampon-in-an-hour territory on day two, and I'm exhausted in a way that feels different from just being busy. I'm 42 with two kids and a full-time job so tired is my baseline, but this feels like a layer on top of that. What I want to know is, what did you actually say to your GP that made them listen? Did you bring notes? Did you track the bleeding? I've started jotting things down but I don't know if I'm noting the right things. Any thoughts on what made the difference for you? x

Right so I have to write this down because if I say it out loud to my husband he'll just look worried and unhelpful. Forty-two years old and my periods have turned into something I don't recognise. Last month I bled so heavily on day two that I had to leave a work meeting, change my clothes in the disabled loo like some kind of panicked teenager, and then sit back down and pretend to care about Q3 projections. I am forty-two. I have been managing periods for nearly thirty years. I should not be carrying a full change of outfit in my bag like this is year eight. The thing that's getting to me as much as the bleeding is the tiredness. Not normal tired. Tired like my bones have been replaced with wet sand. I've started keeping a rough diary thing, just scribbling in my notes app when it's bad, when I'm floored, when I had to go to bed at half eight because I simply could not stay upright. Mostly so I can see if there's a pattern rather than it all blurring into one long grey fog. GP appointment in two weeks and I want to go in with something concrete. Last time I said "my periods are heavier" she nodded and said that can happen. That was it. So this time I'm writing down cycle length, how many days heavy, what heavy actually means (I've started counting products used which feels mortifying but apparently that's what they need). I want to ask about iron levels too because I have read enough on here to suspect that might be part of why I feel like I'm wading through treacle most of the time. Anyway. Has anyone else had to basically turn up to a GP with a spreadsheet before they got taken seriously? Because that seems to be where I'm heading and I'm equal parts prepared and furious about it x

42 and I am genuinely bewildered by my own body right now. Last year my periods were like clockwork. Now I honestly have no idea when one is coming, how heavy it will be, or whether I'll get through a meeting without having to excuse myself. Last month I bled through dark trousers at work and had to spend the rest of the afternoon with my cardigan tied round my waist like I was fifteen. I cried in the car on the way home. Forty two years old. The exhaustion is the other thing. Not just tired, like properly wrung out. I fell asleep on the sofa at half seven last Thursday and my husband had to wake me for bed. I'm starting to wonder how much of it is the bleeding itself, whether my iron is in the floor, I genuinely don't know. I've got a GP appointment coming up and I want to actually be useful when I go in, not just say "my periods are heavy" and get sent away with a leaflet. Has anyone kept notes on their bleeding before an appointment? Like, what actually helped the doctor take it seriously? I've started writing down the dates and roughly how heavy each day felt but I don't know if that's the right level of detail or if there's something more specific I should be tracking. Any thoughts welcome. Knackered and ready to be taken seriously x

42 and I genuinely feel like a teenager again except not in a good way. Spare knickers in my bag. Dark trousers only. Working out which meetings I can actually stand up in. The last six months have been all over the place. Sometimes three weeks apart, sometimes five. Sometimes it arrives like a tap someone forgot to turn off. Last Tuesday I had to leave a training session early and I just said I had a headache because what else do you say. I've started writing it all down now, not because I'm organised but because I knew if I went to the GP and she asked how long it had been like this I'd just say "a while" and stare at the ceiling. So now I have actual dates. Flow notes. How wiped out I was on which days. Whether I could function or whether I was on the sofa by seven. The tiredness is the bit that's hardest to explain to people. It's not normal tired. It's a specific kind of flat where even talking feels like effort. Anyone else tracking this stuff before their appointment? What did you actually find useful to bring? x

I have been reading posts here for maybe two months without saying anything. My cycles have been all over the place for about a year and the night sweats started last spring. I finally talked to my doctor last week and we have a follow-up scheduled. Nothing has changed yet but I feel less like I made it up. Still figuring out what questions to even ask.

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52 and I have finally booked a GP appointment for next week, which sounds like nothing but has taken me about three months to actually do. The problem is every time I get in that room my brain just... empties. I'll have spent the whole drive there running through what I want to say and then she asks "so what's brought you in today" and I say something like "oh just a bit tired I suppose" and that's it, appointment over, nothing changes. So this time I'm writing it all down beforehand. Properly. I've been keeping a note on my phone this week, just jotting when I wake (it's almost always between 3 and 4, almost to the minute, it's uncanny), how I feel when I eventually get up, whether the anxiety is bad. Nothing fancy, just a rough log so I have something to show her rather than relying on my absolutely useless memory. I want to ask about HRT specifically and whether it can help with sleep, because that's genuinely the thing that's wrecking me most right now. Not the other stuff, the sleep. I've read a bit about oestrogen and sleep cycles and I don't want to go in sounding like I've self-diagnosed off the internet but I also don't want to be fobbed off with "have you tried sleep hygiene" again. Has anyone managed to have a useful conversation with their GP about HRT and sleep specifically? What actually worked to get them to take it seriously? x

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Honestly asking because I can't work it out anymore. Is it peri or is it burnout? Or both? Because I've been managing a team for four years and I've never once lost a word mid-sentence in a meeting. Now it happens at least twice a week and I just stand there going 'the... the thing... you know the document' while everyone waits. I'm 51, periods all over the place, so the peri bit is probably true. But I'm also exhausted in a way that feels more like I've been running on empty since 2020 than anything hormonal. What I've started doing, and I have no idea if it's helping yet, is actually eating a proper lunch with some protein in it instead of grabbing a cereal bar at my desk at 2pm. The 3pm blank-brain feeling was genuinely affecting my afternoon calls. A colleague mentioned it offhand and I thought fine, worth trying. Chicken, eggs, whatever's easy. A couple of weeks in and the afternoon crashes might be slightly less brutal? Hard to say. I'm seeing my GP next month and I want to be able to say something concrete rather than 'I feel a bit foggy'. So I've started writing down when it happens at work, what kind of slip it was, whether I'd slept badly. Building a picture. Not sure what she'll say but I'd rather go in with something than nothing. Does anyone else find it hard to separate the two? The burnout and the hormones feel so tangled up I can't tell where one ends. x

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52 and I've started writing things down before I even get to the waiting room because the last time I sat in front of my GP my mind just went completely blank. Like, I had been awake at 3am for six nights in a row and somehow when she asked how she could help I said "I've been a bit tired" and left with a leaflet on sleep hygiene. Not this time. I've got a notes app open on my phone that I've been adding to all week. Times I woke up, how long it took to get back to sleep, whether the sweating came before or after the waking (honestly still can't tell), how I felt by mid-afternoon. It looks a bit obsessive written out like that but I genuinely cannot hold this stuff in my head anymore. The thing I really want to ask about is HRT and whether it could help with the sleep specifically. I've read a bit and I know oestrogen is involved somehow but I don't know how to bring it up without sounding like I've diagnosed myself off the internet. Has anyone managed to steer a GP conversation towards that without being fobbed off? I keep rehearsing it in my head and then worrying I'll just go quiet again the second she looks at her screen. Appointment is Thursday. Fingers crossed x

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Sixty-one. Periods stopped eight years ago. You'd think sleep would have sorted itself out by now, wouldn't you. It hasn't. I still wake at 3am, sometimes 4, sometimes both, lie there for an hour thinking about absolutely nothing useful, then drag myself up exhausted. My GP looks faintly baffled when I mention it. Like I've wandered into the wrong department. What has actually helped, and I say this cautiously, is the strength training I started last spring. Not because it cures anything. It doesn't. But I sleep a bit heavier on the days I've done it, and I feel less like I'm made of wet cardboard the morning after. I go twice a week with a friend from the village, which is the only reason I've kept it up if I'm honest. The other thing I've been thinking about is protein. I read something about muscle loss speeding up after sixty and it quietly terrified me, so I've been trying to actually eat breakfast with some protein in it rather than just a coffee and good intentions. Whether it's making a difference I genuinely don't know yet. I've got a GP appointment next month and I want to ask properly about bones and heart. Long-term stuff. I've been on HRT for years and I want an actual conversation about where I am now, not just a repeat prescription and out the door. Anyway. Just nice to be somewhere that doesn't assume menopause stopped being relevant the moment the periods did. x

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Right so I've been meaning to write this down somewhere and this feels like the right place because at least someone might read it and I'll feel accountable. I'm not calling this a plan. I've had enough of plans. Plans make me feel like I'm already failing before I've started, and the last thing I need right now on top of everything else is another thing to fail at. So this is just an experiment. A quiet one. A nobody-needs-to-know-except-this-forum one. Here's what I'm trying this week. I'm going to write down how I sleep each night, just a quick note on my phone, nothing fancy, not an app, not a spreadsheet, just a few words. Woke at 2, hot, couldn't settle. Or slept through, bit groggy. That kind of thing. I've noticed over the past few months that I can't actually remember what a good night feels like versus a bad one, they've all blurred into this general fog of not-quite-rested, and I want to see if there's actually a pattern or whether I'm just catastrophising on the tired days. I'm also going to try eating something proper before I open my laptop in the morning. Not a full production, just something with a bit of substance to it. I've been skipping breakfast or grabbing something on autopilot and then wondering why I feel terrible by eleven. I'm not making any claims about what that will or won't do, I'm genuinely just curious whether there's a connection for me personally. And the third thing, which feels almost embarrassingly small, is a short walk after dinner a few nights this week. Not every night, I'm not setting myself up like that. Just a few nights. Ten minutes maybe. Enough to get outside and feel like I did something. I'm writing this here partly because I know myself and if I don't tell someone I'll quietly abandon it by Wednesday and pretend I never said anything. And partly because I remember reading something on here a while back, someone doing a similar kind of low-stakes logging thing, and it made me feel like this kind of careful, gentle noticing was actually allowed. That you don't have to overhaul everything at once. I'll come back and say how it went. Even if it went nowhere. Especially if it went nowhere, actually, because that's useful information too. x

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44 and I genuinely cannot work out if something is actually happening or if I've just finally hit the wall after years of too much. Like. The anxiety is new. Not stress-anxiety, I know what that feels like. This is more... ambient? Waking up at 4am with my heart going and nothing specific to worry about. My periods have gone a bit weird, shorter cycles, one that was only 22 days which has never happened before. And the brain fog is embarrassing, I'm a project manager, I live by my brain, and lately I'm losing words mid-sentence in meetings. But then I think: two kids, demanding job, not enough sleep, too much coffee to compensate for not enough sleep. Maybe this is just... that. Maybe I'm being dramatic. I've started writing things down because I couldn't tell anymore what was a pattern and what was just a bad week. Sleep, caffeine, how the day felt. Cut my afternoon coffee a bit and genuinely don't know if it's helped or if I'm just having a better fortnight. I want to go to my GP but I don't know how to say "I think I might be perimenopausal" at 44 without sounding like I've been down a Google rabbit hole at midnight. Which, fine, I have. But still. Does anyone have words for how they actually framed it? Without sounding like you've self-diagnosed off TikTok? x

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48 and I genuinely did not think I'd be typing something like this for a while. Eight weeks ago I was a wreck. Not sleeping, drenched through by 3am, crying at the recycling. My GP had basically shrugged and I came here feeling pretty desperate if I'm honest. I don't fully know what shifted. HRT has been part of it, I think, but I also quietly changed a few other things at the same time so I can't point at any one thing and say "that's the one". Mornings have been the weirdest improvement. I started eating the same breakfast almost every day, eggs mostly, sometimes with some smoked salmon if I'm organised the night before, and something about the repetition just... helps? Less decision-making before 8am. My brain seems to appreciate the low effort. Walking got back in too. Nothing impressive. Twenty minutes, sometimes thirty. That's it. Sleep is better. Not perfect, still get the odd awful night, but the baseline has lifted and that alone has changed everything about how I feel by afternoon. I've got a follow-up next month and I'm already thinking about what I want to bring up because it's not all resolved. The mood stuff is calmer but there's something still sitting underneath it that I want to actually name to my GP rather than just say "I'm fine, much better thanks" like I usually do. Anyway. I just wanted to put this here because eight weeks ago I was reading posts like this and they kept me going. So. Here you are. x

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I used to love Sundays. Proper reset day, batch cooking, kids doing their thing, felt like I was getting ahead of the week. Now by about 5pm there's this low-level dread that I can't really explain. Nothing has gone wrong. The week ahead isn't even particularly bad. But something in my chest just tightens and I feel sort of... braced. Like I'm waiting for something. I've started wondering if it's hormonal or just the cumulative weight of everything. Probably both. My cycles have been all over the place this year and I've noticed the anxiety tends to cluster at certain points in the month, though I'm not tracking it carefully enough yet to be sure. Anyone else find the weekends harder than they used to be? x

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I have an appointment on Thursday and I have spent the last hour trying to write down what's actually been happening. Which sounds simple. It is not simple. Every time I try to describe it I end up writing something vague like "discomfort" and then crossing it out because I know that's not going to get me anywhere with a GP. So I've been sitting with a notebook trying to find the actual words. Dryness. Pain during sex. The way I now sort of dread it rather than want it. That last one took me about twenty minutes to write because even in my own handwriting it felt embarrassing. My husband doesn't know I'm going. Not because I'm hiding it exactly, more that I don't know how to start that conversation yet. He's kind. He hasn't said anything difficult. But I can feel us both sort of tiptoeing around something we used to just... have. Fifty eight years old and I feel like I'm failing at a thing I never expected to fail at. Anyway. The notebook exists. The appointment is Thursday. I've written "ask about local oestrogen" at the top of the page and underlined it twice so I don't bottle it and talk about something safer instead. Has anyone else had to basically coach themselves through saying the actual words to their GP? I don't want to come out with a leaflet and nothing else. x

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54 and honestly I cannot tell if this is perimenopause, burnout, or just... being 54 in a job that never stops. I used to be the person in the room who remembered everything. Every action point, every name, every thread of a conversation. Now I'm sitting in senior leadership meetings writing notes like a first-year graduate, not because I'm being thorough, but because if I don't write it down the second it's said it is simply gone. Had a moment last week where I lost the word 'provisional'. I knew the concept perfectly, I knew what I was trying to say, my mouth just... produced nothing. Stood there in front of my director. Smiled. Said 'the, um, not-final version'. Wanted to dissolve into the carpet. The notes thing has become a bit of a coping mechanism I suppose. I do a scrappy bullet list during every meeting now and I type it up properly straight after while it's still vaguely in my head. It does help. But it also makes me feel like I'm compensating for something I can't name yet. I've got a GP appointment coming up and I want to actually describe the work impact properly, not just say 'I'm a bit foggy sometimes' and get fobbed off. So I've started jotting down specific examples. The word that disappeared. The meeting I had to re-read the minutes for twice before it clicked. Whether I'd slept badly the night before, what I'd eaten, that sort of thing. I'm also doing a protein-heavy lunch most days now, less because I read it somewhere, more because the afternoon used to be completely unworkable and this seems to dull the crash slightly. Seems. I genuinely don't know. Is anyone else in this position where you can't tell if you need a hormone conversation or a career break or just a month of proper sleep? I feel like I'm trying to solve a puzzle with half the pieces missing and no idea what the picture is supposed to look like.

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Patricia, 46, peri. Can I just ask what people are actually eating for breakfast because I am so bored of myself. I have been the same weight for two years and then suddenly in the last six months I have gone up about half a stone without changing anything obvious and I genuinely do not know what to tell my GP when she asks. Like, has anything changed? No? Sort of? I don't know how to explain it. Anyway. I am not looking for a diet. I really, really am not. I cannot face another thing that involves a spreadsheet or cutting out entire food groups or spending forty quid on protein powder that tastes like chalk. What I am actually trying is just having something with a bit more protein in the morning rather than toast and hoping for the best. Eggs when I have time, which is not always. Sometimes just a bit of leftover chicken on toast which sounds grim but actually keeps me going until lunch without wanting to eat my own hand. Trying to keep it cheap because we are not flush and I have two kids who also need feeding. If anyone has genuinely budget-friendly ideas that are not a complete faff I would be so grateful. Nothing fancy. Just real food that doesn't cost a fortune and doesn't require me to become a different person. x

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Right, I want to ask about resistance bands because they keep coming up whenever I search for beginner strength stuff and I genuinely cannot tell if they are actually useful or just something people buy and shove in a drawer. A bit of background. I'm 55, postmenopause, and I've been trying to ease back into some kind of movement after a long stretch of doing almost nothing. I'm not interested in the gym, I've said this to myself many times, the whole vibe of it makes me want to immediately go home and sit down. I've been doing short walks and that has honestly helped my mood more than I expected, but I want to add something that works on strength because I know that matters more now and my joints have been complaining. I've been looking at beginner strength videos online and a lot of them use resistance bands. They seem low-impact, you can do them at home, and they don't require me to stand next to someone half my age doing something impressive. That appeals. But I've also bought things before that seemed like a good idea and then became very expensive guilt objects on the back of a chair. So, has anyone actually used them consistently? Are there particular types that are better for someone whose knees and hips are a bit unhappy? I've seen flat ones and looped ones and tube ones with handles and I have no idea what the difference is in practice. I'm not looking for a full programme, just something I could do for ten or fifteen minutes a few times a week without needing a lot of equipment or space. Honest experiences only please, including 'don't bother, here's what actually worked instead'. I'd rather know x

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Is it just me or has anyone else started writing absolutely everything down because they genuinely cannot trust their own brain anymore? I'm 51, I've always been sharp at work, I run meetings, I manage a team. And lately I'm standing there mid-sentence and the word just... goes. Not a complicated word either. Last week it was "quarterly". I stood there for a full three seconds saying "the, um, the every-three-months one" like an absolute muppet in front of my whole team. I don't know if it's peri or burnout or both and honestly the not knowing is almost worse. I've started keeping a notes app open in every meeting just so I can glance down and remember what I was about to say. It helps but it also makes me feel like I'm hiding something. I'm saving some examples to show my GP because I want to have an actual conversation about whether this could be hormone related. Not just be told it's stress and sent on my way. Sorry, needed to say it somewhere people would get it x

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Kelly, 57. Been on HRT for nearly nine years now and honestly my joints are the thing nobody asks about and I never quite know how to bring up. Like, I mention the hot flushes at the GP because that's the easy one. I don't mention that my knees feel like wet gravel every morning or that my hands ache after I've been carrying the grandkids' stuff around all afternoon. It's just become the background noise of my life and I've sort of... accepted it? Which I'm not sure is the right thing to do. I started doing a proper walking plan about four months ago, nothing dramatic, just building up distance slowly and going out most days. The knees have actually settled a bit, which surprised me. Or maybe I've just stopped noticing. Hard to tell. What I do want to ask my GP next month, and I'm writing it here so I actually remember to say it out loud, is about staying on HRT long term. I'm 57, I feel better on it than off it, but I've never had a proper conversation about what the ongoing picture looks like for my bones and joints specifically. Every review feels a bit rushed and I always leave thinking I should have pushed harder. Also been trying to eat more protein. Not obsessively, just making sure there's actually something in my lunch other than toast. Feels vaguely sensible. x

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First post! 43, LA, perimenopause I think. Periods went from manageable to absolutely unhinged in about six months. So glad this community exists.

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Okay so I did a 10 minute walk after lunch instead of scrolling and my 3pm energy crash was... noticeably less awful? Logging it. That's all.

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44 and genuinely cannot work out if I'm falling apart or just knackered. Like, is this perimenopause or have I just been grinding for fifteen years and finally hit a wall?? The thing that's got me is the words. Not dramatic stuff, just... I'll be mid-sentence in a meeting and the word evaporates. Last Tuesday it was 'provisional'. I stood there saying 'the, um, the not-final version' while my manager looked at me. I wanted to die a little bit. I've started writing everything down before I go into any meeting now. Not notes exactly, more like a little script of the key words I might need so I can glance down if my brain does that horrible blank thing. It helps? Probably looks odd but I don't care anymore. I've got a GP appointment in a few weeks and I'm actually collecting examples now. Specific ones. Dates, what I forgot, what the situation was. Because I know if I just say 'I feel foggy' she'll tell me to sleep more and send me on my way. Whereas if I say 'on the 14th I couldn't retrieve a word I use weekly, in the 18th I forgot a colleague's name mid-introduction' that feels harder to dismiss. Anyone else doing this? The gathering-evidence thing? It feels a bit mad but also like the only way I'll be taken seriously x

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Steph, 51. I genuinely cannot tell anymore whether what's happening to my brain is perimenopause or just fifteen years of being a working mum slowly catching up with me. Because here's the thing. I've always been sharp at work. Quick in meetings, good with detail, remembered everything without writing it down. And now I'm sitting in a team briefing last Tuesday and I could not retrieve the word 'provisional'. I knew what I meant. I could picture the concept. The word just wasn't there. I ended up saying 'the not-yet-confirmed version' and my colleague looked at me a bit sideways and I wanted to sink through the floor. My GP basically shrugged and said stress and tiredness. Which, yes, possibly, but I've been stressed and tired before and I didn't lose words in front of my manager. The only thing I've actually changed recently that seems to be doing something (maybe, possibly, too early to say) is sorting out my lunch. I was eating basically nothing until 3pm, then crashing horribly and the afternoon was a write-off. Started making sure I'm getting proper protein at lunch, actual food, not a sad desk sandwich. The afternoon fog isn't gone but it's... slightly less catastrophic? I think? But I genuinely don't know if that's the food or just placebo or a slightly better week. And I don't know if any of this is hormones or burnout or both. Going back to the GP and I want to explain the work impact properly this time, not just say 'I'm a bit forgetful'. Does anyone write it down before they go in? Specific examples? I feel like I need evidence or she won't take it seriously x

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I was mid-sentence in a team meeting this morning. Knew exactly what I wanted to say. And the word just... wasn't there. Gone. I said "the thing, the overview thing" and my manager finished my sentence for me and everyone moved on but I sat there feeling absolutely mortified. This is happening more and more. I've been in this job twelve years. I know what I'm doing. But lately I feel like I'm performing competence rather than just having it, if that makes sense. I don't know if it's peri or burnout or both. Probably both. But I'm starting to write things down because I want to be able to describe it properly at some point rather than just saying I'm a bit foggy. It's not a bit foggy. It's unsettling x

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57 and I talk about my knees to absolutely nobody. Not my sister, not my husband, not at book group. I just quietly accommodate them. I stopped kneeling down to sort the bottom of the dishwasher. I get out of the car differently now. I didn't decide to do these things, I just started doing them and one day noticed I had. It's the joint pain that's got under my skin more than anything else from the last few years. Not the flushes (gone, mostly), not the sleep (better on HRT), not even the brain fog. The joints. And yet it's the thing I mention least because it makes me feel old in a way I'm not ready to feel. I've started walking every morning. Nothing dramatic, just out before my husband is up, forty minutes, same route. I tell myself it's for my head but honestly it's because I read something about weight-bearing activity and bone density and it scared me enough to get my trainers on. I've got a DEXA scan question written in my phone for my next GP appointment. I've been on HRT for six years and I want to actually talk through what that means long-term, properly, not just a repeat prescription conversation. Also eating more protein than feels normal. Eggs at breakfast, which I never used to bother with. No idea if it's doing anything yet. Just wanted to write it down somewhere. The thing I feel most and say least. x

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Thank you Catherine, and everyone who replied. This is exactly why I posted. Reading these has made me feel much less ridiculous, and I am adding a few notes before my next appointment.

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Just popping back to say thank you, especially Catherine. I read all of these with a cup of tea and had a little cry, in a good way. This community is such a relief sometimes.