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So Apparently, I Have PCOS
No wonder I’m fat and hairy
Do you know how good it feels to find out society is, yet again, wrong? There’s a good reason for things being the way they are.
I found this out about a month ago, but I finally have the energy to talk about it. And damn, it feels good to say it!
I’m not fat because I’m lazy!
I’m not failing at weight loss because “I don’t want it enough.”
I’m not making excuses!
I’m not a dumbass when it comes to health and fitness!
I’m not hairy because of bad genes!
I have a fucking medical condition! One that affects how I look. It’s bittersweet knowing I have PCOS. Not everyone I’ve talked to is on board with my condition, but at least there’s a label. And that matters to me.
Here’s A Brief Description For Those Who Don’t Know Yet
In case you’ve been living under a rock, PCOS is short for Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. Your hormones screw with your cycle.
The most common symptoms are cysts on your ovaries, excess face and body hair, and irregular periods. There is a link between obesity and PCOS, but it’s complicated. It’s hard to say if it’s a symptom, cause, or a crappy…
