After so many failed solutions, I almost gave up.
I told myself it was just part of getting older. That I should stop complaining and accept it.
That millions of women deal with this, so who was I to expect better?
But acceptance turned into resignation. Social moments became stressful.
My confidence dropped. I started saying no to things I used to love.
And one morning, looking in the mirror, I realized: this isn't acceptance. This is giving up. I wasn't ready to do that.