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    Welcome to Unfiltered at Forty: Real Talk for Women in Midlife Unfiltered at Forty is more than just a blog—it’s a passion project. I created it to spark real conversations, belly laughs, and genuine connections for women over forty who…

    My Clitoris Disappeared: A Surgical Menopause Tale They Don’t Warn You …

    That Got Your Attention, Didn’t It? Oh, Yes—This is a True Story! Picture the scene: you’re in the prime of your life, finally thinking you’ve escaped the monthly horror show that is premenstrual dysphoric disorder (PMDD). The so-called cure? Surgical…

    That Got Your Attention, Didn’t It? Oh, Yes—This is a True Story! Picture the scene: you’re in the prime of your life, finally thinking you've escaped the monthly horror show that is premenstrual dysphoric disorder (PMDD). The so-called cure? Surgical menopause. Out go the ovaries, and with them, you bid farewell to that infernal hormone rollercoaster that’s held you hostage for years. Bliss, right? But no—hold on. Instead of basking in hormone-free afterglow, you’re facing an unthinkable, utterly unspeakable problem. PMDD still lingers (because life loves a twist), and that reliable little friend of yours—the clitoris? Gone. Completely MIA. Vanished. Zero. Nada. Zilch. This, dear reader, is the part of the story they *conveniently forget* to mention when you sign up for surgical menopause. And yes, brace yourself—we’re about to delve into why this deeply disturbing phenomenon occurs, and how science (plus a good dose of bloody humour) can help coax that elusive clitoris back into existence.
    Moi!

    Welcome to my delightful little nook of the internet! I’m Kitty, a 40-something navigating the tumultuous waters of life after being catapulted into surgical menopause at the ripe age of 37—thanks ever so much to the delightful affliction known as "Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder."

    In a fit of sanity, I decided to jettison social media—honestly, who needs that circus in their life? Instead, I’ve opted for the charmingly retro pursuit of blogging.

    Here, you’ll encounter unapologetically unfiltered tales of the glorious chaos that accompanies life post-40. I’ve grown thoroughly weary of AI-generated images and those absurdly filtered photos that make us look half our age, somewhat extraterrestrial, and perpetually living our “best” lives—while sharing the sole good day they’ve had all month, pretending it’s their everyday reality. Am I alone in this?

    It’s high time we embrace authenticity!

    I shall regale you with tales of my hormonal escapades, navigating life sans the little two-legged humans, and proudly embracing my role as a devoted dog mother to my delightful Shih Tzu. You’ll also hear about my recent nuptials—yes, I’ve remarried in my fabulous 40s to the absolute love of my life, having gracefully emerged from the ashes of divorce.

    I’ve bid adieu to alcohol, and trust me, there are a few rather illuminating insights about the world of booze that I simply must share. Additionally, I have a penchant for delving into the science of hormone health, so expect a sprinkle of enlightening tidbits for those who share my curiosity.

    It’s high time we celebrate the art of aging, share a chuckle amidst the chaos, and carve out a space that truly honours women well beyond the tender age of 20. Let’s keep it refreshingly honest, shall we?

    A public service announcement: as an Irish lady, swearing is practically my second language, so prepare yourself for a few cheeky expletives when the spirit moves me!

    Scotland

    Rant Alert: The Bin Men of West Lothian and Their Olympic Bin-Tossing …

    I have to confess, I may have embellished a bit for the sake of this tale. You see, it’s not actually me whose life is consumed by the relentless complexities of bin rota and bin day logistics. No, that crown…


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