It felt good to laugh, it has been one of those bleak days. I know what it is, I have been clenching my teeth, both awake and asleep. I have a horrendous headache as a result. I often go through periods of this. Sleeping or awake I am taut with tension. I carry it all in my jaw and shoulders. When it finally eases up, the internal tension, I am left feeling exhausted and battered for a few days.
The odd part is, that usually when I have these periods of tension, I usually have nothing to be emotionally tense about. This is more of a muscular tension, almost a cramp. It makes me wonder if I am not fully relaxing at night when I sleep, not going into periods of REM as required. I know I am not resting to full potential because I require a nap during these periods. Honestly, I am beginning to think it's the wonderful start of "extreme hormonal" stress, ya know that lovely word called menopause. EL YUCKO!
Menopause is yet another lovely stage that women really don't honestly relate to their younger counter parts. Like childbirth it seems a mystery, the Crones just do not want to share the knitty gritty details with the maidens or the mothers. Like some hell born rite of passage, the truth of how things really happen in our aging bodies, is just too scary to relate.
Its a Mona Lisa moment, and I say how about giving a girl a clue? Instead of smiling that thin all knowing smile, why not simply relate the gory details? We ladies should look out for one another. Instead we pass on the infamous words like "just you wait", and "your day is coming missy". Words the appear more like a medievil form of torture.
Honestly, I want in on the mystery now, so that I am not clubbed over the head with shock and dismay when it happens.
Think on all the moments in a womens life when these words are uttered to you in some form of mere sad consolation.
Menstruation, Sex for the first time,The Wedding Night,Childbirth, Turning Thirty, Turning 40, Turning 50 and finally Menopause.
It seems to me that one big event should build upon the next, with true supportive information. As each event occurs in our lives the personal knowledge acquired would then lend itself to a period of building knowledge and information for the next level. Makes sense. Do we as women consider ourselves so fragile that we cannot share what will happen to us physically as we enter each of these big stages?
Now, I realize, there are those who do not want to know, the age old ignorance is bliss thingy. However, I wanted to be informed. I wish someone had told me that at the age of 35 I would suddenly become very secure with my body image, and that at Forty I would literally melt into a bulbous form in which every body part pointed south!. That would of have been very valuable information, I could have had a plan. Knowledge is a powerful weapon, especially now in these difficult menopausal years.
