Death

And death, let’s not forget death. Death ends all pain.

Although I hope we are all on the same page, that I’m wanting to die after a long and happy life surrounded by more cats than I currently have.

So, I’m not planning to get to the finish line for a long time yet. Openly discussing mental health is important. We need to make it a far less taboo topic so people that struggle more feel they can talk to somebody who will listen. I was having a conversation with another woman today about the crazy lady hormones. As I do.

Because they are driving me fucking crazy of late. During the last years of navigating the Plague, OK, Covid-20 I had another diagnosis. To which I’m not at all impressed with. I have endo (endometriosis).

And I think I was also told I have a high pain threshold. Because, I’ve apparently had a lifetime of that too and didn’t notice.

Probably a good thing I wasn’t trying to have babies……right? But the good news is when I hit the actual Pause, it stops.

Pun not intended there, the symptoms from endo, they stop. And I said to this woman, I should fucking hope so!