When the hormone once reserved for gym bros gets a menopause rebrand. If you have not subscribed, unfortunately… you can’t touch this. So sorry. On Wednesdays we wear pink, and at The Tanaka Edit we read the good stuff behind the paywall. You cannot sit with us until you subscribe. I do not make the rules,except I quite literally do, because this is my blog. To my subscribers: welcome, beautiful,handsome people. Now pull your chair closer; we need to discuss why women are suddenly borrowing hormones from the gym bros. Let us dive testosterone-deep into today’s topic. All shade absolutely intended. Periodt. Alexa, play Man! I Feel Like a Woman! by Shania Twain. Greetings, earthlings. Before the cancellation committee begins its morning shift, a quick language note: I use the word "women" because that is the population described in most of the research and clinical guidance discussed here. Not everyone who experiences menopause identifies as a woman, and not every woman has the same reproductive anatomy. I could say “people born with a uterus,” but that would not make this article more medically accurate. The uterus is innocent and has not been prescribing anybody testosterone. Language matters, but so does naming the correct body part. Now, please put down the cancellation paperwork and let us continue. Testosterone has officially entered…
