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Exhausted, gaining weight, anxious for no reason? These 9 silent signs could mean your hormones are dangerously low. A woman's honest guide to knowing your numbers.

For years I assumed the way I was feeling was just ageing. The fatigue that wouldn't shift. The weight that crept up despite eating well. The anxiety that arrived out of nowhere. The sleep that stopped being restorative. The inflammation and bloating that became my daily normal.

I was wrong. It wasn't just ageing. It was my hormones — or more accurately, the near complete absence of them.

Earlier this year I finally did something I'd been putting off — a comprehensive blood panel through an integrative GP. What came back confirmed what my body had been telling me for a while. Fully menopausal, with very low oestrogen, progesterone, testosterone and DHEA. Elevated cortisol. Early insulin resistance. Low grade inflammation. Weight that had crept up significantly from my baseline.

I'd been managing symptoms for years. Night sweats that disrupted sleep. Fatigue that felt bone deep. Abdominal bloating that no amount of clean eating seemed to shift. My exercise tolerance had dropped dramatically — I'd gone from weight training three times a week to barely managing.

I knew something was off. The bloods confirmed it.

I google this almost every day. I wake up, look in the mirror, and there it is — fluid pooled under my eyes making me look like I haven't slept in a week, even when I have.

My right eye is worse than my left, and there's a reason for that. A few years ago I had some injectables, and during the procedure the doctor hit something under my eye that caused damage. I'm still not entirely sure what the structure was. She never accepted responsibility, but the result speaks for itself — I've had fluid build up under that eye every single day since. It's frustrating, and honestly I wish it hadn't happened. But it did, and I've moved forward.

I am almost out of this serum and I felt genuinely anxious about it.

The way you feel when the coffee runs low. Or the tiger nut milk is nearly gone. That particular low level concern about the morning routine being disrupted.

That is how embedded the Beauty of Joseon Glow Serum has become in my daily life.

I use it morning and night. It has become as non-negotiable as my eggs and my Brazil nuts and my clean eating protocol. It is simply part of how I take care of myself now.

I have a rule. No more than three ingredients.

I have had this rule since I was 40. Not because I read about it somewhere. Not because a nutritionist told me. Because my body told me — loudly and clearly — that anything it could not recognise was something it did not want. Twenty years before clean eating became a trend, before seed oils became a controversy, before ultra-processed food made the news, I was standing in supermarket aisles reading labels and putting things back.

I still am.

Cortisol is your stress hormone. It is designed to save your life in a genuine emergency — the kind where you need to run from something dangerous. Your body floods with it, your heart rate spikes, your system goes into high alert.

The problem is that our bodies cannot tell the difference between running from a predator and sitting in a high-stakes meeting at 9am, managing a difficult conversation at 11am, absorbing someone else's emotion at 2pm and hitting a deadline at 5pm.

For those of us working in fast-paced, high-pressure environments — managing people, managing emotions, managing everything — that cortisol tap is running almost constantly. And over time, chronically elevated cortisol does something very specific and very visible to your face.

I did not read a study and change my diet. I have been eating cleanly for decades. I followed my body, and what it asked for, what made it feel alive or heavy, and discovered science had been following my instincts all along. These are the eight foods I eat every week, not because a list told me to, but because my body asked for them.

It turns out Stanford agrees with my body, a validation that made me even more curious about each food's deeper impact.

"They taste like something you would find in a beautiful patisserie window. That is not a small thing when you are trying to eat well at 60 and your sweet tooth has absolutely not gotten the memo."

Spilling the tea on the first week of my tour.

Week one of the Reinvention Tour is almost done and I want to check in honestly — because that is the whole point of this. No filter, no highlight reel, just what is actually happening.

The positive news first. I am feeling more positive this week than I have in a while. Something about making the decision — naming it publicly, saying it out loud on the blog — has shifted something. The decision itself has energy. I did not expect that.

In 2017 I was helping a Korean CEO and his family relocate. When the move was complete his wife handed me a small gift — a Korean skin oil, chosen with the kind of quiet thoughtfulness that I have come to understand is deeply embedded in Korean beauty culture. I tried it that night. By morning I was obsessed.

I am, after all, the woman who was touted as someone who would drink her own pee if it would slow the ageing process. They were not wrong. I go down rabbit holes, I read every ingredient list, and I test the products so you don't have to. One gift from a Korean CEO's wife sent me spiralling into the world of K-beauty — and I have never looked back.