Just imagine being a man-person; same same every day every week every mnth year after year and just changing the numbers on your birthday. Give me ups and downs and don't know where I am anytime!
Started in1968 (aged 12 1/2). Stopped after 4 months (of my 7) of chemo (breast cancer) at age 40. Ovaries also "carked out" at this point according to ultrasound. Then 6 months on some weird injection-in-the-bottom for 6 months of suppression. Then 5 years of tamoxifen. Lots of menopausal symptoms eg hot flushes and general madness.Then a while with nothing. Then my daughter started (aged 12) and I had a few "sympathetically" with her for about a year. Then I had none except in times of extreme stress (deaths in the family and associated international travel and separation from my own family)
I *do* miss them - even the insanely floody ones at the end. What is the point of the Moon? What are my rhythms *now*? How do I navigate thru my life with no monthly signposts? Still have mad cravings for a baby every so often however they are reduced to a fantasy of a foundling in a cane basket outside the door at work
Haven't had anything for ages ... so I guess what is left of my instability and emotional dynamics is My Own Problem for which I will have to Take Responsibility.