And in those five years I've been traveling the perimenopausal path trying remarkably hard to give as little thought to it as possible.
But, whether or not I think about it, read about it, write about it, grapple with it, look forward to it, fear it, it's inevitable. And so, I thought I'd dip my toe in the water and see how researching it feels. Which, at the end of the day, means acknowledging that it's happening.
Not that that's a bad thing.
I'm not even sure what it is yet.
But perhaps it's time to stop not thinking.