When life gives you lemons for ovaries...

To catch y'all up on the past month...

( cut for medical discussion and menstrual stuff and maybe some triggery scary stuff and gender things, also tons o'rambling )

I think, when this is all done, I'd gonna be the most amazing runner I could possibly be.

And I think I'm gonna need therapy, if I can't manage all this on my own. I'm doing okay as a coping-grownup, but if I get into more trouble than I can handle, there's no shame in asking a professional for help.