The Every Day Struggle Of Living With Endometriosis

The Every Day Struggle Of Living With Endometriosis

The disease that has no cure, and takes over women's bodies every day with its horrible pain and negative effects on every aspect of life.

Endometriosis. Most of you probably have never even heard this word. Some of you may have heard it, but have no idea what it means. Some may know someone who has it. And then, God bless your souls, some of you reading this article may have it. I am one of those unfortunate souls that have it.

So what does this word mean? Well, guys, you may not wanna read this part if you're weirded out by female stuff. Endometriosis is a disorder in which the tissue that usually lines the uterus, grows on the outside of the uterus. This could mean on your ovaries, fallopian tubes, etc. Doesn't sound too bad, right? Wrong. It sucks. Endo can cause a multitude of symptoms from stomach problems such as trouble going to the bathroom and stomach pain, horrible periods, pain during intercourse, and the list goes on.

There is currently no cure. However, you can try to treat the symptoms. I was diagnosed with Endo last year and had it "removed" in November. By January, it was back. Now I am about to try Lupron, a drug that basically shuts down my female system, shutting down the production of estrogen that produces the tissue. Hopefully, this will work. Otherwise, it's another surgery. Some women I know have had it removed 5 times or more and counting. Our only hope is to control the symptoms.

There also is no way to test for it. The only way you can find out is by having a laparoscopy surgical procedure. Then, while they are in there, they can remove it.

This affects more women than you would think. 176 million women worldwide and 1 out of 10 women in the US are fighting Endo every day. And that doesn't even include all the women that go undiagnosed.

This disorder can also cause infertility. Many women can never have children due to the damage that Endo causes to their reproductive organs. So please, if you have any of these symptoms, go see a gynecologist. It is so very important to catch this early.

So all those that are fortunate enough to not have to experience this, bear with us. When we seem like we are being overly dramatic about how bad our periods are, believe us when we say they are worse than you can imagine. When we constantly have stomach aches, don't think we are making it up. And for our significant others, please be understanding. You have no idea what it's like to have serious female issues and the always possibility of infertility. This disorder is mentally, physically and emotionally draining.

Let us all hope that with research a cure will be found for this horrible illness. Until then, I pray for strength to every woman that pushes through everyday life with a smile on their face, while hiding the debilitating pain, stress, and emotional roller coaster that is Endometriosis.

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Dear judgemental, simple minded people from my hometown,

I am sorry that I have never met your level of perfection.

Coming from a small town, everyone settles to the norm of the people around them. Unlike you all, I have always been a little bit different.

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I Wouldn't Call You Fat, So Why Would You Call Me Skinny?

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I have an eating disorder. I love to eat, but I don't do it often. I go three to four days at a time putting nothing in my body but water and the occasional coffee. I chew gum constantly so my blood sugar doesn't drop too low and I can still function. For these three days, my body eats itself because I refuse to eat for it.

Then I eat again. I wake up, make myself breakfast, pack my lunch for the day and go on my way. I snack throughout the day until I come home and make myself dinner. I go to bed feeling full and happy because I finally ate.

Then we're back to three days of starving myself. This pattern is continuous. It has gone on for so much of my life that it seems normal. I am so used to starving myself that it almost feels like what I'm supposed to do.

I don't starve myself intentionally. I don't do it because I hate my body. Because I want to be skinnier. I love my body and have been lucky enough my entire life to eat pretty much whatever I want and gain no weight.

I don't eat because my anxiety is eating me alive. It turns the foods I love so much into the most disgusting things I could think of. The thought of food makes me nauseous. The smell of it is enough to make me actually throw up. Forget even trying to actually eat anything, this is an impossible task.

I only wish this wasn't something I struggled with.

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When people draw attention to my body, it only makes me more anxious. This anxiety makes me stop eating. I then lose weight. Then people comment on how skinny I look. Then I get more anxious. This cycle goes on and on.

I don't need people to comment on my weight. I don't need people to call me skinny. I don't need people to remind me of the struggles I already know I am having.

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So please, don't tell me I'm skinny, even if you mean it in a good way because I already know that. I don't need a reminder that my body looks a certain way because I see that every day. All I need is people to support me and love me so I can love to eat again.

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