Feeling like you’re having a panic attack when you’re not remotely panicking is very strange indeed.It’s very hard to describe what being pill free feels like, but it just feels so REAL.I’ve felt more period pain too, which cracks me up as it makes me feel like I’m literally 14 again.
I still have days where I feel like I am carrying around 10 kilograms of poisoned lead which has been cursed by an Ancient Egyptian God of Pain, but I also have days where they don’t hurt at all. SKIN My skin did look a bit dull and grey for a while but it’s hard to tell if that’s just because my honeymoon/Grenada tan had disappeared and the real pale me was revealed or if it was hormonal.
Obviously eating mountains of naughty nonsense at Christmas would have had a negative effect too, and general January stress.
So in the spirit of that, I thought I better give a bit of an update on how I’m feeling three months down the line of having kicked my 10 year Microgynon habit.
You might want to read that last post for more of the “why I’m quitting” reasoning and general pre-quitting MEGAFEAR.
I think I probably get a few more whiteheads around my mouth now which may be hormonal, but it’s no major change and nothing that hasn’t been fixed by ramping up my skincare and being more consistent with my omega supplements. WEIGHT I haven’t lost or gained weight, but I think I could have easily lost weight if I’d actually tried.
One of the most marked things I noticed when coming off the pill was how much my appetite reduced, but because of ingrained habits I didn’t really eat any less which is presumably why I haven’t lost weight.
Now I feel like some sort of Superwoman who will get things done and not stand for any nonsense, it’s massively invigorating.
In sum, I feel calmer and happier than I have in years.
HEADACHES In the first fortnight or so after stopping the pill I had some terrible disabling migraines, I was terrified that they’d continue but thankfully they didn’t.
I still get headaches but they’re not worse than before, which was my main worry.
The only thing that had changed between that Grenada flight and the long haul flights the month before was that I wasn’t on the Pill any more.