Stuck for choices
At my early age, I was always in the oblivion. I was brought up in an athletic family but genetically fit. The risk of strenuous exercise that I did each morning I woke up blinded me to keep on so as the body can adapt. I had even to lose my primary virginity as a cycled the bicycle. I didn’t get the right person to counsel and guide me through the process. I was so naïve and very young to tell apart what was wrong or right. Little did I know the ups and downs that I would later come by later in life. At my early teen age, I started to experience my monthly periods. This time too often but sometimes it would take even two months for it to happen. Life became so tolerable on my side. I always thought it was normal and didn’t have the guts to ask my parents and colleagues. As I grew up and knew how to navigate through the whole cycle, I knew the truth and got curious. That’s when I realized I was experiencing abnormal periods. As time went on, I couldn’t ovulate at all. The condition worsened and I had to seek medical attention. On further analysis, the doctor learned that I couldn’t be able to hold an embryo in my uterus. “Is it genetic or is it the exercise that I do all days?”. That is the question that lingers in my mind. I am in a confusion now as I cannot conceive however much I try.