“Still the same person”

Vanessa had a bad case of PMS. She was at the mercy of her hormones 10 days every month.

“I’m gonna tear someone’s head off.”
“All tangled up.”
“I feel sh**ty. This is not me.”

We try a remedy. It helps her gain clarity immediately. She calms down. Sometimes she forgets her period is due.

After a few months, the magic wears off. She is on the hook again. But she persists. We tweak the variables in her treatment. Some months, it works….

Some months, she is back at Square One. “Overthinking myself into a frenzy!” Depressed about her bank account. Nervous about her job: “They’re going to fire me!” To drive it home, she reminds me, “I came to you for help!”

The Turning Point

A year and a half ago, I put her on a monthly protocol that works like a charm. All the drama drained out of her reports.

3 months later, “the sh*t hits the fan.” Her daughter really needed her. Her mom is sick. Her dad is sick. Will she pull through?

She overhauls her life. She moves twice in 6 months, first to be with her daughter, and then to save her job. She improvises. She makes it work.

I saw Vanessa this weekend. She has saved enough to fulfill her daughter’s long-cherished dream of a trip to Europe. She is supporting her family and showing up as her mother receives final-stage care. She can’t believe that she’s in a long term relationship that’s “so f**ing awesome.”

This woman before me and the one who first came for help seem like day and night.

What happened?

“I decided to be happy. I am still the same person. I changed my perspective.”

THAT is what it’s like to heal from the inside out!

Her PMS is “so non-existent now.” It allowed her to reclaim her story. She is no longer a victim of her hormonal cycle. She has become the author of her own life, still the same person, but in the driver’s seat.

She decided to be happy when she sought help for her PMS. When we dialed down the PMS to barely a whisper, it set her free to embrace more of herself. “Do things with my kid and my family. Work on things I can control. Live my life.”

Picture by Matthew Wiebe