What a year. 
For the big world, for my little body. 
A year ago my body was shutting down, unable to perform basic functions like taking a shower or walking up the stairs without collapsing from deep exhaustion and crippling, mid-altering pain. That’s no exaggeration. That I feel the need to type “no exaggeration” pisses me off but no one believed me until they literally went in with a robot and looked inside my body so yeah, I’m DONE with not being believed. 
I’m a woman with 2 invisible chronic illnesses so you can imagine how often I’m doubted. No more. Believe me. Believe girls. 
I will find a way for my pain to fuel education and advocacy for girls, women and non-cis men less privileged than me. Doctors brushed off my words and looked to my husband for answers. They told me it was in my head. They said it was anxiety. The medical system in America failed me, betrayed me, AND DID NOT BELIEVE ME. While they were busy doubting me, years passed, and the diseases wreaked irreparable havoc on my organs and body and life and it’ll make you uncomf but also to my babies. We can’t control Endometriosis, fibroids, adenomyosis, or PCOS, but we can stop those years from passing without care. We can start believing girls right now. It’s super easy.
I moved home to the D.C. area for many wonderful reasons, one of them is to connect and communicate with advocates for women’s health on this. I’ll find a way and our pain will have a purpose. I’ll do it while rebuilding what my body can do. WHILE creating cool DIYs and makeovers.
Yes, it still hurts and last night I awoke in a terrifying wave of vertigo. But I won’t let it stop me. I’ll find a way for this pain to be useful. I’m ready

What a year.
For the big world, for my little body.
A year ago my body was shutting down, unable to perform basic functions like taking a shower or walking up the stairs without collapsing from deep exhaustion and crippling, mid-altering pain. That’s no exaggeration. That I feel the need to type “no exaggeration” pisses me off but no one believed me until they literally went in with a robot and looked inside my body so yeah, I’m DONE with not being believed.
I’m a woman with 2 invisible chronic illnesses so you can imagine how often I’m doubted. No more. Believe me. Believe girls.
I will find a way for my pain to fuel education and advocacy for girls, women and non-cis men less privileged than me. Doctors brushed off my words and looked to my husband for answers. They told me it was in my head. They said it was anxiety. The medical system in America failed me, betrayed me, AND DID NOT BELIEVE ME. While they were busy doubting me, years passed, and the diseases wreaked irreparable havoc on my organs and body and life and it’ll make you uncomf but also to my babies. We can’t control Endometriosis, fibroids, adenomyosis, or PCOS, but we can stop those years from passing without care. We can start believing girls right now. It’s super easy.
I moved home to the D.C. area for many wonderful reasons, one of them is to connect and communicate with advocates for women’s health on this. I’ll find a way and our pain will have a purpose. I’ll do it while rebuilding what my body can do. WHILE creating cool DIYs and makeovers.
Yes, it still hurts and last night I awoke in a terrifying wave of vertigo. But I won’t let it stop me. I’ll find a way for this pain to be useful. I’m ready. 💛💛💛
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