Give Me a P, Give Me a C, Give Me an O

Dear Uterus,

I want you to know that I am sorry for fighting you and never trusting that you know what you are doing.

I had to try for so long to get your polycystic ovaries diagnosed, thinking you had endometriosis.

I want you to know that I'm not frustrated with you, even when my period comes later on in your preferred window of 34 to 60 days. I don't like my hairy chin or arms, but now I know that we have PCO (without the S), we can both be at peace with it.

I'll try harder to be calmer, for both of us, and I'm always in your corner.

I love you uterus.

Anonymous, UK