Hey… it’s Anna. Come sit with me for a minute. Because I’ve got an update. And… yeah. It’s a lot.   A little backstory (so this makes sense) I got the IUD because my periods were out of control. Not “a little heavy.” I’m talking: long extremely heavy exhausting in every way I had fibroids…

Hey… it’s Anna. You ever sit back and think about all the things you used to do without even noticing? Yeah. Same. Because lately… I’ve been noticing everything. Not in a deep, reflective, life-changing kind of way. More like: “Why is this suddenly difficult?”   Let’s start with the basics Brushing my teeth. I never…

Hey… it’s Anna. Let’s talk about something people conveniently skip over. The mental side of all this. Because yeah—everybody talks about the pain. The joints. The stiffness. The “have you tried stretching?” people. Cool. But nobody really talks about what this does to your mind.   It’s not just physical People think it’s just: “Oh,…

Hey… it’s Anna. Let me catch you up.   So… I got the appointment By some miracle, I got in to see a gynecologist on Monday. And listen… I know a lot of women prefer female gynecologists. I get it. I used to be one of those people. But right now? I don’t care. At…

Hey… it’s Anna. This is a day-off post, so I’m allowed to go off on a little side bar. Because apparently my body woke up this week and said: “You know what would make things interesting? Let’s shake things up.”   First… the good part (because we take those) I did my laser hair removal.…

Hey… it’s Anna Let me tell you about today. Because today? It had a little extra attitude.   It started “not too bad”… which should’ve been a warning The garbage actually wasn’t that bad today. I know. Shocking. But then I remembered… I’m working alone. Which means I’m not just doing half of the task…

Hey… it’s me. Anna Pull up a chair. Because today? Yeah… it was one of those days.   Morning check-in (or lack of it) I woke up stiff. Not the cute “I need to stretch” stiff. The “why does everything hurt before I even move” kind. Back. Knees. Shoulders. Hands doing that numb thing again…

Hey… it’s me. Anna. Today was… a lot. Semester’s over. Which means moving day. Which means trash. Not normal trash. I’m talking the embodiment of trash. Boxes, bags, mystery weight items that feel like somebody packed a whole apartment into one garbage bag and said, “yeah… that’ll do.”   And of course… the setup No…

So… let me tell you how my mornings go. My alarm goes off at 3am. Not “I woke up naturally with the sunrise” 3am. More like, “why is life like this” 3am. I start work at 4am. Which means my body has exactly one hour to go from: “absolutely not” to “we guess we’re doing…

I’ll be 40 in two months. And not in a “thriving, glowing, living my best life” kind of way. More like… why does my body feel like it skipped ahead to level 80? I didn’t expect this. Not this early. Not this intense. I live with and . And when I say live with it,…