Crazy Pants

It has been a while since I posted, but life and stuff. You get it. So far we have dealt with a broken furnace, leaking sink, and cracked stove. Needless to say it is a constant party around here. But behold my triumphant return.

Lately I've been all, oh crap the mental health is taking a downturn. What the heck? The medication was working. I am resolving anxiety issues. So what the frick is going on? Oh my friends. A discovery. A great revelation. Knowledge beyond knowledge.

The menopause has arrived a little early. Well kind of early. 45 is on the low end, but definitely within the age range. And saying nope doesn't stop it. But I think we can agree that it should. Nope nope nope. Damn. Cardigans have become my friends. Easy to take off when having a hot flash, easy to put back on when freezing. Usually within a few minutes of each other.

Fun fact - many of the symptoms of menopause are exactly like the symptoms of my mental illness.  So on top of managing the regular crazy pants, I get additional crazy pants that bipolar medication can't control. And adding in any new medication means changes to my current medications.  There is no way I am doing that. It took years to find the right combination of drugs.

I am obviously doing research on non medication ways to handle it. No "natural" remedies. That would interact with my happy pills as well. So diet, exercise, silent suffering. Who am I kidding? Totally vocal suffering.

Side note, my daughter told me she was moving out the moment I started menopause. But when I told her, she laughed. She lied and is never moving out. On the bright side she told me that, thanks to her estrogen, she is experiencing the symptoms of menstruation. Including cramps. And I laughed.

Anyone else going through this right now? Misery loves company.