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Learning the Language of a Body That Changed

                                            Getting diagnosed with PCOS didn’t feel like one single moment. It felt like a slow unraveling. At first, it was just a conversation. Back in high school, my doctor warned me about this diagnosis. That I was slowly showing signs of it, and emphasized that this could factor my plans of being a mom one day.  "Won't be impossible, but it will be 10x harder", he said.  Those few words didn’t seem like they would carry so much weight.  But somehow, those four letters (PCOS) has settled into my life in a way I wasn’t prepared for. Ever since then, it’s been like I’ve been trying to find my footing in a body that suddenly feels unfamiliar. What’s been even harder to process is how little people actually talk about it. Before my diagnosis, I had heard of PCOS in passing and through the small talks with my PCP, but no one really ...

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