ecently, a friend in her late 40s rang me in tears. Her marriage was falling apart because she’d become so insecure and her husband couldn’t cope. She kept having memory blanks during work meetings and her anxiety was so high she could no longer drive. Physically, she felt awful – her joints ached, her migraines had got worse and she’d put on weight because she no longer had energy to exercise. Her GP said she was perimenopausal and suggested HRT. ‘I’m not taking that stuff,’ said my friend. ‘I’d rather put up with this.’
