PMDD through my eyes: womens own stories
My strongest memory of PMDD is when I completely broke down at my current workplace. I went to the toilet and just cryed. Hyperventilated because I was so exhausted, felt so bad and just wanted to go home and sleep and just surrender.
I tried for a long time to keep it under control by myself. I tried meditation, journal my feelings, give outlet for my feelings or just put the lid on. Nowadays I’ve come to a balance by eating escitalopram every day, daily walks with my dog, working tremendously with the mental part and strictly keeping to my diet.
If I would give any advice to others with PMDD it would be: don’t give up, you’re not crazy! Even though you might feel like it at times. Unfortunately, we have got the burden of being particularily meticulous with our wellbeing in a disorder few understand. But you can do it, ask for professional help because this is something you can’t solve yourself. There is help to get!