Growing up I always wondered why I was that girl who had all the wrong features. I would always list them to myself and just count them. I’ve suffered with chest and back acne since I was in elementary school. And since then, I’ve never showed a single soul my shoulders 🥲 I have horrible body and facial hair. If I let it my beard grow, it literally looks likes my brothers lol. And then the weight, I remember doing the Atkins diet at like age 10. I used to think, why am I the only fat cousin. Then my period, ugh there were days where I wiped every single day for like months and see just pink spotting with no real period. Then the voice, I used to think why do I have such a deep voice, why don’t I sound girly 🤪🙄 the worst one is the depression, why am I always sad and crying 😞? I literally never knew what PCOS was, or a thing people have. I just thought I was an unlucky duckling who was blessed with all the wrong symptoms.

I finally went to an OBGYN 1 year ago where I was actually diagnosed with it. My ovaries looked like prayer beads 📿 like more than 25 tiny follicles on each side, I was so heartbroken. I hate that I have that gene 🧬

I’m just venting and hope for better days. I do not want pcos to control my life and learn to simply love myself.

I would love to know how everyone keeps their hormones in check and how you’re dealing with it. ❤️💜💛💚🧡