My period was 5 days late. It’s never late. Definitely not 5 days late.

Nausea was incessant, heat waves were uncomfortable, I was developing ever more stretch marks under my arms from my growing already oversized chest. Mood swings, headaches, all those lovely symptoms.

Then this morning, I go to the loo and the heaviest gush of clots and blood I’ve ever had ambushed me. I had been so sure this would be it.

I’m lying in bed with a backache that’s killing me, and wanting to cry when I’m too fatigued to do so.

I don’t know how I’m going to face the world today. I don’t know how I’m going to try again next week :(