I vowed never to be the type of utterly nasty bitches I’d worked with when I hit the menopause (peri since 35, in - hopefully - the last few months of no period before I’m a year period free).
My experience with the menopause has been sodding awful, even in Sainsbury’s last night I had to shed 2 layers & fan myself with the local rag as the sweat pissed off me. And the mood swings from psychopathic rage to sobbing at everything for 15 years now isn’t exactly a walk in the park on the daily, but it’s never been an excuse to take it out on other people in the workplace or home.
If we’re completely honest here, there will always be those who will take advantage of others or believe that their needs trump everyone else’s, and I’ve been a victim to bullying bastards who use the menopause as an excuse for their behaviour & incompetence. It’s why I’m no longer, after decades, an all section Guider.
There’s just no need for it.
There’s oodles of information out there on how to help navigate the craptastic hellscape that is the menopause.
Maybe it’s because I’ve lived with a pain filled disability since childhood so I do look with a side eye at anyone taking the piss, but I do think some women think their behaviour is nullified by shouting ‘It’s not me, it’s the menopause’ to excuse poor behaviour.
And I regularly write virtual ‘First to shoot come the revolution lists in my head’. But what I don’t do is take out my pain/hot flushes/emotions/flooding on the people around me.
It’s not their fault I’m cracking on a bit & my hormones are haywire. Life’s hard enough without ripping off & shitting down the necks of others ‘because menopause’.