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the face of endo
It is not in our nature as women to post unflattering pictures of ourselves. I have tons of pictures in my journal. I wouldn't have posted them if I didn't like the way I looked in them. Some of them are silly, snarky, flirty or beautiful.

The picture you see below isn't me. It's the physical representation of what happens to me when my endo takes hold. When the drugs don't work. When I can't get out of bed or walk to the bathroom by myself. When all I can do is cry because the drugs don't work and I can't get out of bed and no one can help me.



This is the face of endometriosis.





The face of someone I hope you never have to meet, either as a woman yourself, or as someone who loves her. I hate this face. I hate that this is the face that hides behind my own, and I have no choice as to when (or for how long) I get to wear it. This face isn't silly or beautiful. This is the face of weakness, the face of pain, the face of a prisoner.

This is the face of a woman with endo.

I thought it was time for everyone who says I don't 'look' sick to see her.