So, I started popping birth control pills when I was 20—just one of those things you do once you hit that age and realize life is getting complicated, you know?
So, my first batch was some weird Mexican M-something—honestly, I don't even know what they were—but I only ended up using them for like two months before they completely vanished from the market. Just poof. Gone.
Other weight loss pills—and ugh, I seriously couldn't stand them. My heart was absolutely pounding, I felt like I couldn't catch my breath constantly, and honestly, my mental state just went totally sideways. I stuck with them for a year. As far as cellulite and actual weight goes...
Look, for me, those pills didn't even work that way—like, at all. When I first started taking them, I was carrying around an extra 22 pounds, and honestly? Regardless of the meds, I lost the weight just through sheer, grinding hard work. It was all me.
So, after taking a few months off, I finally jumped back on Yasmin. I’d been on it for about two years straight—and honestly, since I don't smoke and my heart is totally fine, I figured I was basically the textbook definition of a perfect candidate for this stuff. When I first started, I was pretty thin, but over those two years, I actually put on some weight—though, to be fair, that was all thanks to my own hard work at the gym, not just the pills. I originally decided to quit because I took a little break mid-cycle, and man, that's when it hit me how much these things mess with your head. Specifically, my patience level? Absolute zero. My "tolerance threshold" was basically non-existent whenever I was on Yasmin—just constantly on edge. I did end up sticking with them for a few more months after my break, though, mostly because they were such a massive upgrade compared to the old brands I used to take. Still better than the alternatives, even if they make you a little cranky.
So, get this—total freak accident, right? During that whole Yasmin scandal blowing up everywhere, my friend was actually told by her people to stay far away from those pills because there’s some nasty heart stuff running in her family. Instead, they pointed her toward Legravan—you know, that Mexican brand—to play it safe. Well, since I happened to be at the OB-GYN just a few days after she dealt with all that, I couldn't help myself—I had to ask the doctor about those specific pills too. And, wouldn't you know it? The doc ended up prescribing them to me anyway. Just one of those weird, messy coincidences, I guess.
So, these generic drugstore brands—you know, the cheap stuff you find at any CVS or Walgreens—are basically like $1.50 a pop. Honestly, it’s a massive win for my bank account, especially since that name-brand stuff Yasmin had to shell out over $10 for. I’ve been riding with these little guys for almost a year now, and honestly? They’re easily the best I’ve tried so far. But… there’s a catch. Even though they’re way milder than the heavy hitters I’ve used before, I can still feel them working on me—just a tiny bit, but enough to notice. It doesn't exactly shift my entire tolerance threshold, but it definitely "drags" me down. Like, if I’m already starting to feel a bit moody or off, instead of leveling me out, they sort of pull me straight into an even deeper funk. Just a heads up.
So, I was chatting with a friend about this—basically, she was telling me how every single birth control pill she’s ever tried has messed with her head—but honestly, the common denominator for all of them is that they absolutely tank your libido. Like, zero desire, nothing. And to make matters worse, it kills your natural lubrication too, which is already a massive struggle for me even when I'm *not* on the pill. That’s the part that really gets under my skin. See, I tend to get into these super long, "serious" relationships where sex is pretty much a regular thing, right? But I’ve noticed that whenever I skip the pills for a month or two—for whatever reason—I feel so much more sexually open and just... relaxed. Basically, I'm way more turned on.😁).
Look, the real solution is always a condom, period—but honestly, they’re pretty much useless for me since my whole issue is just being way too wet. It’s actually insane how easily they can just snap under that kind of moisture. And don't even get me started on lubricants, because every time I try them, I end up dealing with a fungal infection. Just my luck, really.
Look, here’s the bottom line—I’ve officially pulled the plug on getting that Mirena IUD. Honestly? I was never planning on having kids anyway, but after seeing uterine cancer hit someone in my immediate family—and then another case even further out—I just can't shake it. It's just too much. Is there actually some kind of search tool out there where a decent gynecologist could just plug in my lab results and the history of every pill I’ve ever popped—you know, to actually find something that fits my specific chemistry better instead of just playing the usual guessing game?
So, look—I’ve actually sat down and weighed all my options for birth control right now, and honestly? It’s a total mess. Condoms are basically useless because they keep breaking—seriously, what is even going on with that?—and a Mirena coil is just way too much money to drop when you consider the risk of your body totally rejecting it. Plus, I don't even have an issue with heavy periods, so why bother? Diaphragms are super unreliable if you ask me, and then there’s those spermicide creams... yikes. Last time we tried using condoms, I accidentally grabbed some Durex ones that were coated in that stuff, and let me tell you—the next seven days were absolute hell. I felt like I had a literal volcano erupting between my legs. Just a nightmare. A standard IUD is also out of the question because it causes too many issues for me, and I can't exactly go getting my ovaries tied off before I hit 33. Since I’m only 24 right now, that means I’ve got at least nine more years of basically having to "play it safe." Ugh.
Oh, and for the record—the whole PMS situation is a total nightmare. When I was on Yasmin, I somehow managed to accidentally "sync up" my break to hit right during that full week, which was actually kind of a win because I only felt like a complete lunatic for about five days. But now that I’ve switched over to Legravan, that little trick isn't working anymore. I can't get the timing right, so now my cycle hits me about ten days after the break ends, which basically means I’m dealing with double the PMS crap. And honestly? That’s the worst part—I handle the actual period and the break way better than those three days of pure, unadulterated hormonal chaos. It's just exhausting.
Sorry if this post is a total novel—my bad.
