It's rather depressing when all you have to refer to for experience in the dating department is from the eighth grade. I'm a junior in high school, and I haven't really found anyone that has made my heart stop. Maybe it's because I'm always in my circle of friends, and I usually don't step out of it, since I'm usually not allowed to go out.
Sure, I like this boy, but he likes someone else, blahblahblah, I've liked him for two years--the works. Two years of unrequited like is pretty...
I'm used to it by now, which is really bad, my goodness.
The day I figured out I was diagnosed, I started working out until my ten days of Provera were up. I was so used to just working out every day, and it never tired me out.
But when my period came, I had horrible cramps, bloating, and nausea. I couldn't work out. My friend said, "If you exercise,...
My doctor said to me, "After ten days, you'll bleed. And when I say you'll bleed, you'll bleed."
WHAT?!
It's been at least four years since I last had any kind of sign of a period, and I've read so many posts about how much bleeding will happen. :/ Sure, I'm happy that this is the first step in regulating my periods, but what if I leave tracks in school!?
Last night, I told my cousin about my PCOS, pre-diabetes, and developing fatty liver cancer. She was calm and collected, and she gave a lot of support. I feel so blessed to have people here for me, and I'm sure all of you do as well. It's hard, you know? I'm only a teenager. I'm a virgin. I don't do drugs or drink alcohol. I would have never thought that something like this would happen to me...
Anyways, my cousin said to me, "God wouldn't have given you these unfortunate things...
