I’m 35 and I’ve just had a hysterectomy. I’ve lived with pcos, endometriosis and adenomyosis since Moses wore short pants. And no, it wasn’t “just a bad period.” It was constant hospital trips. Multiple laparoscopies. Bleeding through clothes. Vomiting from the pain. Being curled up in bed, missing out on life. It was extreme bloating that made me look pregnant. It was migraines, stabbing pains in my legs, butt and stomach. It was chronic fatigue. It was hiding in loos, crying over another ruined day. It was my daughters terrified of getting their periods in case they end up like mummy. Years of misdiagnosis & being fobbed off. Told to take painkillers. That it was “normal.” It wasn’t. I’ve cried on bathroom floors. I’ve bled through clothes in public. I’ve had 3 surgeries. I’ve tried every pill, every patch, every hormone tweak. I’ve been put on a medical menopause just to get through uni. And still… the pain came. Today I looked through my phone and realised I hardly have any p...