I’m being lighthearted (ish) about this, but jeez what’s next? I recently, at the ripe old age of 44, have started sprouting what can only be described as displaced pubic hair on my breasts.
Not on my nipples or areola, on the actual boob. I mean, not a rug or anything too noticeable, but just a few stray dark hairs here and there. Mortifying really - who wants hairy boobs?
I’ve been scared to pluck them due to the old saying that two will come to the funeral, so I’ve been cutting them carefully with scissors whilst wondering that’s coming next?
I’m assuming this is part of peri menopause as I’m also having terrible heavy and achey periods, my lower back aches generally despite being fit and slim, am increasingly miserable interspersed with moments of incredible anger at everyone and everything. Am not sleeping very well, am tired all the damn time and am dry as a bone downstairs (sorry). I suppose the boob pubes feel like a small concern in comparison, but somehow also the icing on an increasingly shitty cake.
Aibu to ask what next? So far my forties have felt like an increasingly speedy decline into misery and decrepitude.