Holy Hormones Honey! Most women are experiencing hormone imbalance today… it is really a silent epidemic manifesting in so many different ways. The problem is that a hormone analysis to determine natural hormone levels is not being conducted before women are being prescribed synthetic contraceptives that further disrupt the production of their natural hormones. Women are also not told that synthetic contraceptives deplete Vitamin B in the body – which is directly related to feelings of depression and anxiety.
I strongly recommend a micronutrient like Truehope EMPowerPlus to strengthen the body so that is able to cope with the continuous drip of synthetic hormones into the body. Thank you Jessie Lochre for speaking up and writing about this issue. So many women, think they are the only ones suffering. I think if you look through the 144 comments on this article you will see hormone imbalance is affecting women everywhere.
My Birth Control Gave Me A Mental Breakdown
Aug 1, 2012 at 3:00pm
The comparison I made light-heartedly to friends was that the Ring was like a horcrux in Harry Potter. It took control of me, made me different, made me darker — and the last thing I wanted to do was remove it.
I can count the number of times I’ve had sex without condoms on one hand. This isn’t to brag about how I’m some model of safe sex — it’s because with the exception of a brief, two-week period, I have never been on birth control.
I’m not sure if I ever really made an active decision not to go on birth control. When I lost my virginity to my long-term high school boyfriend, we used those lubricated Trojans in the turquoise pack that so many people seem to use as My Very First Condom.
My reluctance to go on the Pill did partially stem from a teenager’s nervousness about telling my parents I was sexually active, though I always could have gone to Planned Parenthood (or my family doctor) and gone on birth control without them knowing. The real reason I avoided birth control was a gut feeling that I wouldn’t respond well to hormones.
As someone who has always been fairly in tune with my body and prone to moodiness, the thought of pumping artificial hormones into my body was something I just knew, intuitively, wasn’t a good idea for me. I told myself there were other reasons — I don’t want to gain weight, I don’t want to lose my sex drive, I won’t remember to take it. But it was always just that the idea didn’t quite sit right. I gave myself other reasons because it seemed silly to say I just know.
Those first few teenage years without BC were sometimes nerve-wracking — I remember in particular one situation that ended with me getting an older friend to purchase the morning-after pill for me while I lurked behind him in the stationary aisle. (You can’t get the morning-after pill without a prescription under the age of 18, and I was a few months shy of that marker.) [Ed Note: Though we are unable to determine when the author wrote this article, we would like you to know that as of 2009, EC is available without a prescription to those 17 and older.]
As time went on, though, I grew more and more settled in my choice. Condoms really weren’t so bad, and even if I were on birth control, I would still be using them, both for the added reassurance against pregnancy and for STI protection. (One of the benefits of condoms that I find weirdly reassuring is that if you mess up, you have immediate physical evidence. With a 5-second glance you can tell if the condom broke or if there was some other mishap. Also, nothing makes a dude slap on a rubber faster than the words “I’m not on birth control.”)
I told myself that once I was in a long-term relationship, I would reconsider. For the time being, condoms were working out just fine.
In the winter of 2011, I was in a serious relationship and living with my boyfriend. In terms of my mental health I was feeling better than I had in a while, and I figured that after all these years I might as well give it a shot — the worst case scenario was that I would simply go off it, right?
I went to my college’s health services and after a five-minute chat with a nurse walked away with my purse stuffed with samples of NuvaRing. I put the excess in the fridge, since they need to be maintained at a certain temperature, and inserted the first one. I had plenty of friends on the Ring, many of whom loved it, and in my research I found that it had the lowest dose of hormones of any hormonal BC. It seemed like the best possible option.
Within days, I found myself deeply, deeply depressed. I’d been having panic attacks for years, but they grew more and more frequent, and soon I was having them on a near-daily basis.