I had quite the emotional break down yesterday… I was trying on clothes from last spring and summer to see if there we things I needed to replace. I’d say about 3/4 of the stuff didn’t fit and that’s okay. I was making my selections and putting them into piles to keep, sell and donate/trash. It was about half way through I took a moment to really stare in the mirror and the most intense wave of emotion came over me. Not something I was anticipating. I didn’t have an explanation for it. At all. I removed the last article of clothing from my body and went and laid in my bed to decompress. I started thinking of why. Why is this so emotional? I should be so happy! I realized it’s grief. I’m finally saying goodbye to the woman I once was. The one I wasn’t meant to be. The body I wasn’t meant to be in. PCOS has taken the last 15+ years away from who I am supposed to really be and now it’s my time to shine. I know there will be plenty more tears to come and it’s alright. I have to ...