Posts by Joshua Smith10

Morgan Ortiz2 said:

I mean, honestly, if you think for one second that we’re all just going to sit here and pretend everything is perfectly fine while the world spins like a broken washing machine on its highest spin cycle, then you clearly haven't been paying attention to anything lately. It’s like that one time you realize you’ve been driving down the interstate for forty miles thinking you were heading toward a cozy little roadside diner in Vermont, only to look up and realize you’ve actually been circling a massive, confusing construction zone outside of Des Moines. Total disorientation, right? That’s exactly how I feel when I scroll through these threads sometimes. You start off looking for a bit of sanity—maybe some actual, useful information or just a moment of genuine connection—and instead, you find yourself wading through a sea of nonsense that feels about as deep and meaningful as a puddle in a parking lot after a light drizzle. It’s exhausting, really. You try to make sense of things, to connect the dots like you're playing a high-stakes game of Charades where nobody even knows what the prompt is, and you just end up standing there, blinking, wondering why you even bothered to show up to the party in the first place. It’s just one of those things, isn't it? Life being a series of unexpected detours and poorly timed jokes. kaže:
Hey ladies, how's it going! 😁 So, I spent a few years on Logest, but I finally made the switch over to Novynette because, let’s be honest, Logest just wasn't doing the trick for my heavy, agonizing periods anymore. Anyway, I’m starting my third pack of Novynette tomorrow, and I’ve come to this horrifying realization: my face is a total disaster zone right now. It’s not even like I have "normal" skin; it’s that weird, unpredictable mix where I get random redness here and there, or maybe an occasional massive breakout, nothing too crazy—but lately? Oh boy. It’s like a game of whack-a-mole; as soon as I manage to clear one spot, another one pops up to take its place. Honestly, I’m losing my mind. These aren't just surface pimples, either—they’re those deep, painful, under-the-skin ones that make my entire face throb. And here’s the kicker: I am absolutely obsessive about my skincare. I’m talking a full-blown commitment. I cleanse my face every single day, sometimes even multiple times a day—I am incredibly dedicated to hygiene and making sure my skin is pampered. And yet, look at this mess! It’s just ridiculous. What do you guys think? Should I just hang in there for a bit longer, or is it time to go see my OB-GYN? Because, truth be told, the pills themselves are actually fantastic—no complaints there at all regarding how they make me feel otherwise—but this whole facial situation is brutal. My whole face literally hurts. 😢

So, I finally made the jump from Logest to Yaz, and let me tell you, the transition was an absolute rollercoaster of misery. For a while there, I was dealing with the most obnoxious side effects—I’m talking a massive breakout of acne, mostly all over my back, which was just great, really. On top of that, I felt like I hadn't eaten in a decade because I was hungry non-stop, and my mood swings were so intense I felt like a different person every hour. Honestly, I was right on the edge of tossing the whole pack in the trash and calling it quits. But then, things actually started turning around once I hit the third pack. Now? Everything is fantastic. It’s like a miracle, because even those brutal menstrual cramps have completely vanished into thin air. 🎉

Still dealing with these breakouts around my bikini area and everything else—honestly, it feels like a never-ending cycle that just won't quit. 😩😠

I’m fairly certain that grapefruit can interfere with how birth control works, though I couldn't tell you if it’s specifically due to the Vitamin C content or some other compound tucked away in there. It isn't just some urban legend, either; while I don't think it completely nukes the efficacy of the medication, it's definitely one of those things where you really ought to be careful.

Thomas Collins60 said:They say you need about three months for your body to actually get used to taking tablets—but honestly, I had such bad skin while I was on Celestol that I just quit by the second month. I just don't buy the idea that your system can truly adapt to stuff like that.

She handed me a prescription for what I think is a six-month supply right away, so I suppose I'll follow through with that for now. If things don't start looking up by then, I'm definitely pivoting to something else. Thanks for the input! :*

Hey ladies! 😁 I was on Logest for a couple of years before finally making the switch to Novynette, mostly because the Logest just wasn't cutting it anymore—you know, dealing with those brutal, never-ending periods. Anyway, I’m about to start my third pack of Novynette tomorrow, and I’ve suddenly realized my face is a complete disaster zone. I usually have that weird, combo skin type where I get some redness here and there and maybe a massive breakout now and then, but nothing major. But now? Oh boy... It’s like a game of Whac-A-Mole; as soon as I manage to clear one spot, another one pops up right in its place. I’m actually losing my mind because these are those deep, painful under-the-skin breakouts that make my entire face throb. And just to be crystal clear, I am incredibly meticulous about my skincare routine; I cleanse daily, sometimes multiple times a day, and I’m honestly pretty obsessive about hygiene and facial care. So this sudden mess is driving me crazy! Ugh, what do you all think? Should I hold out a little longer, or is it time to go see my OB-GYN? Because, honestly, the pills themselves are fantastic—no complaints there at all—but I am really struggling with this; my whole face just hurts. 😢

Wait, you’re actually asking me to respond to just a single username? That’s about as productive as trying to start a campfire with a wet match in a thunderstorm. If you're looking for some profound monologue from Rebecca White, you're going to have to give me something more substantial to work with than a solitary handle. I can't exactly pull a full-blown essay out of thin air without a prompt, much like trying to find a decent cup of coffee in a desert wasteland. Give me some actual text to transform, and I'll get to work. kaže:
I went through a phase that was almost a mirror image of yours; my periods were absolutely brutal, lasting six or seven days at a time, and they were about as predictable as the weather in Seattle. One month I’d be dealing with them again after just fifteen days, and the next, I’d go two whole months without a single thing happening. It was a constant, exhausting cycle of uncertainty. Eventually, I decided to try Lyndinette. While I was on it, everything felt perfectly balanced—like someone had finally tuned a chaotic instrument. My flow dropped down to five days, I barely even noticed it was happening, and my cycle became as regular as a Swiss watch. But the moment I stopped taking them, it was like flipping a switch; everything rushed right back to that old, messy reality, maybe even slightly worse than before. :-(
The physical pain from my periods isn't quite what it used to be, but honestly, the sheer unpredictability was driving me absolutely insane. It felt like my body had completely lost its internal rhythm, and on top of that, the flow became so heavy it was practically unmanageable. So, I’ve decided to start back on the pill, and frankly, I have zero intention of stopping until I’m ready to actually start trying for a baby.
But let’s be real for a second—just because you see everyone else hitting the jackpot doesn't mean the universe is currently drafting an invitation for you to join the party. It’s easy to look around and think there’s some kind of cosmic rule stating that if one person catches a break, the rest of us are somehow owed a turn, like waiting in line at a busy Starbucks thinking your latte is magically guaranteed just because the guy in front of you got his pumpkin spice. Life doesn't work on that kind of predictable, linear logic. You can watch the parade go by and feel like you're standing on the sidewalk while everyone else is riding the float, but that doesn't mean your ride is scheduled for this afternoon. Success, luck, or even just a decent run of events isn't a zero-sum game where one person's win necessitates your loss, nor is it a buffet where once the first person clears the tray, the kitchen is obligated to refill it specifically for you. It simply isn't a given.

I just wanted to chime in and build on what you were saying based on my own experience. I was on Logest 3 for a few years before finally deciding to pull the plug on my own accord; honestly, the mood swings and those depressive dips were becoming way too much to handle, and frankly, I didn't need that extra weight on my shoulders. Aside from the mental toll, I didn't really deal with any other side effects. However, once I stopped taking them, things haven't exactly been smooth sailing. My periods have become somewhat irregular again, but they’ve returned with a vengeance—just as heavy as they were before I started birth control. We're talking about cycles that drag on for ten days straight and leave me feeling like I’ve lost a literal ocean of blood. I’ve read all over the internet that once you quit, everything eventually reverts to its original state, which seems to be exactly what's happening here. So, I'm actually thinking about starting up again, though I'll definitely be hunting for a different brand this time, even if the only real issue with these was how they messed with my head.
The only thing that was absolutely abysmal about being with him was his libido. 👎 Honestly, life without them is just fine. Isn't that just peak irony for you?

It’s actually pretty wild—the moment I stopped taking birth control about a week ago, my libido just shot through the roof, which is quite the plot twist considering I’m currently feeling super depressed. It’s one of those ridiculous, deeply frustrating contradictions where everything feels completely out of sync, but hey, there it is.

neonstag63 said:Since these symptoms seem to be hitting you in waves like that—have you thought about maybe talking to someone about it? 🙂
I’m not sure if you're in school or anything, but most colleges have some kind of counseling center on campus... or you could just hit up your family doctor to get a referral. Maybe you just need to vent about what's bothering you, or maybe it's something more physical, like getting some blood work done or checking your thyroid levels... or even just switching up your birth control pill...

Honestly, I don't have much faith in doctors or the whole medical establishment; I've had enough experiences with them in the past where I walked away feeling like I hadn't gained anything useful from the encounter. Right now, I’m just leaning on my boyfriend, who is incredibly level-headed and has been there for me 100%. I started by tweaking my diet and adding some supplements—specifically brewer's yeast—and ramping up my physical activity, so we'll see if that moves the needle. If not, then I'll deal with a doctor. Also, I stopped taking birth control exactly a week ago, so I'm waiting to see if that makes a difference since I was on them for three years straight.🙂
By the way, the real kicker is that I don't even know what the actual issue is. It's not like I'm dealing with any specific anxieties or anything; it's just this sudden, sharp pain that hits me out of nowhere and then it's over.

neonstag63 said:Jessica Cook64, welcome to the club! 🎉 😂

So... did all these symptoms—like the mood swings—start right when you began taking the pill, or...? It sounds a little heavy, honestly—maybe it’s not just the hormones from the pill talking. 🤔

To give you some context, I’m 22, and throughout my life, I’ve always been just a tiny bit anxious—nothing major, just those quick little bursts of panic that last a few minutes and then vanish into thin air. But about a year after I started taking contraception, things really shifted. It would flare up, subside, then come back again, and now here we are, right back in the thick of it. I don't know; maybe it's just all this stuff bubbling up from something deeper within, but all I know for sure is that I'm feeling pretty miserable lately. 😢

jadeharbor81 said:Libido is terrible how? Like it's gone, or it's too much?

It shows up every once in a blue moon, but most days, it’s basically a ghost town.😠

bluefalcon6 said:I thought I’d share my own experience here—I spent ten years on Logitech, and for those same ten years, I was battling depression (and I mean the heavy, soul-crushing kind). About seven months ago, circumstances forced me to stop taking that junk, and the shifts I’ve experienced have been nothing short of startling:
- My depression just... vanished.
- The migraines stopped entirely.
- My ragweed allergies dropped by about 80%; I barely even noticed them, and I didn't need to rely on corticosteroids except for a tiny two-week window where I was mostly just overreacting to the sniffles.
- I haven't caught a single cold since, which is wild considering I used to be the type of person who got sick if someone so much as breathed near me. Plus, my energy levels are through the roof compared to how they used to be.
- My libido has seen a significant boost.

You really have to be careful with this stuff; it hits your psyche and your physical body way too hard, which is definitely not a good thing. For me, losing that depressive fog felt like someone finally turned the lights back on in my life, and honestly, I had resigned myself to the idea that darkness was just my permanent reality. Part of me would jump right back on those pills if it weren't for other factors, but looking at the trade-off now, they just aren't worth it anymore.

I realize this post is pretty old, but I’ve been on Logitech for three years now, and about two years ago, I hit my first major depressive episode. Now, I deal with at least one episode every single year that lasts anywhere from a week or two to much longer; during those times, it feels like there’s absolutely no way out. It’s not even that things are going wrong in my life, it just hits me out of nowhere, and I can't help but wonder if it's the birth control... During that first year, everything was fine—zero side effects (I actually started taking them because my periods were incredibly heavy and painful). In the beginning, it actually helped, but now I'm right back where I started. Everything just wears me down. My PMS kicks in two weeks before my period, and the depression gets so intense that I feel completely lost. I'm lucky enough to have the best boyfriend in the world who sticks by me, even though there are moments when my anxiety and depression make me feel so volatile that I can't even look him in the eye. I'm just spiraling and don't know what to do. Should I try switching brands, or what? I have an appointment with my OB-GYN tomorrow, so we'll see. Anyway, I just needed to vent and hunt for any possible reason why I'm feeling this way, and I stumbled upon this thread... Best, 🙂

I’ve been on Loest for three years now, and while the first year felt perfectly fine, the subsequent years have been marked by these brutal depressive episodes that hit at least once annually—and right now, I’m right in the thick of one. Honestly, I’m incredibly lucky to have the absolute best boyfriend in the world; he knows everything, he listens, and he truly gets it, but these depressive waves are so overwhelming that my brain just shuts down. I can't think straight, I can't enjoy being around people, and I can't even enjoy my own boyfriend's company, which honestly feels soul-crushing. It’s so frustrating because, on paper, everything is great—I’m healthy, life is stable, my studies aren't causing any stress, and my family situation is wonderful. So, I’m left completely baffled when this sudden wave of depression and anxiety crashes over me out of nowhere, leaving me stuck in a loop of heavy thoughts that makes it feel impossible to climb back out. Ugh! To make matters worse, my gynecologist is absolutely useless—she’s so overworked that she literally never has a spare second, meaning I can only manage to squeeze in an appointment once every eighteen months, which is just ridiculous. I’m actually heading to the urgent care clinic tomorrow because I feel like I’m hitting a breaking point.👎
And don't even get me started on my libido—it is absolutely non-existent!