For many of us, no one warned us it was coming.
Our mothers did not talk about it. Our aunties changed the subject. The leaflet at the GP surgery did not look like us and when our bodies started to shift, the sleepless nights, the anxiety, the rage, the grief we could not name, we did what we were raised to do.
We got on with it.
But getting on with it is costing us.
The evidence now confirms what many of us have always felt.
