This is a beautiful article though beautifying menopause!
Menopause could be cancer without its name. I was thrown into a kiln, in gasping, seizures and electrifying pain, or stupor, for 13 years already. I used no hormonal treatment perhaps particularly because I am a physician. I was thus crucified, but after so very long, my hot flashes- my ailment and concomitantly my healer- are paying off. I am getting rejuvenated out of my smashing anxiety, and have reclaimed my mental sharpness, and even pelvic issues. Yet who would be a heroine to bear crucifixion in menopause?!
Maria Jasmine Freeman