Love yourself
I still remember the first time I felt something was “different.” My skin was breaking out, my hair was falling, and my moods kept crashing. Everyone told me, “It’s just stress, it’s just weight, it’s just in your head.” But it wasn’t “just” anything. It was PCOS.
For years, I carried it silently. The medicines, the diets, the fatigue – all hidden behind a smile. But what no one tells you is how much PCOS messes with your mind. It makes you doubt yourself. It makes you question your worth. It makes you look in the mirror and not recognize the person staring back.
Breaking the Silence
This September, as the world talks about PCOS Awareness, I want to talk about it unfiltered.
Not the sugar-coated “lifestyle change” talks, but the real truth:
• The hair on my pillow every morning.
• The acne scars that never seem to fade.
• The constant fight with my own body weight.
• The low moods that creep in without warning.
Because PCOS isn’t just a diagnosis. It’s a story of learning to live with yourself – every single day.
Mind-Body Struggles
They say PCOS is hormonal, but they forget hormones live inside a human being. And that human feels – deeply.
• Anxiety that keeps you awake at night.
• Depression that makes you want to stay in bed.
• The silent comparison game with people who don’t have to fight their own body.
I want to remind every girl out there: you’re not lazy, you’re not weak, you’re not “too much.” You’re fighting a battle every day that most people can’t even see.
Healing & Coping
Healing for me hasn’t been linear. I’ve tried the diets, the medications, the yoga mats, the green teas. Some days they help, some days they don’t. And that’s okay.
What helps the most?
• Writing down my feelings.
• Talking about the shame out loud until it doesn’t own me anymore.
• Meeting people who nod in understanding instead of judgment.
Healing isn’t perfect. It’s messy. But it’s worth it.
Sisterhood & Strength
PCOS may have changed my body, but it didn’t take my voice. And this September, I want to use it – not just for myself, but for every woman who feels alone in this.
So here’s my unfiltered truth:
I am not defined by PCOS. I am shaped by it.
I am not broken. I am healing.
And together, we are stronger than this condition.
If you’re reading this, your story matters too. Share it, own it, and let’s build a sisterhood where no one has to fight PCOS and mental health alone.
