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In July 2019 when I was 17 years old, I found out that I was born without a womb. Unsurprisingly, it came as a massive shock to me and my family. The diagnosis is called Mayer-Rokitansky-Kuster-Hauser Syndrome. It’s a bit of a mouthful, so we call it MRKH.
MRKH essentially means that I was born without a womb. There is a bit more to it than that, a great resource for information about the condition is the MRKH Connect website, which describes MRKH as:
“a disorder of reproductive development leading to the absence of the uterus, cervix, and the shortening of the vagina. The presence of ovaries produces female hormones that lead to breasts and pubic hair developing. However, the absence of the uterus means that periods don’t start, which is usually the first sign investigated by a local doctor or physician.”
There are two types of MRKH, Type 1 and Type 2.
Type 1 is essentially what has been described above, Type 2 is all of that plus other secondary health problems. Examples include issues with the: spine, kidneys, heart, and hearing. I have Type 2, as I was born with only one kidney.
Physically, I do not notice MRKH too much on the day-to-day, the most obvious physical symptom is the fact that I do not have periods. I have a monthly hormonal cycle, as I have two fully functioning ovaries; but because I have no womb, I do not menstruate.
Another physical way in which MRKH impacts my life is the fact that, currently, I cannot have penetrative sex. This is because my vaginal canal is underdeveloped and very short.
When the time is right for me, I will undergo a treatment called dilation which involves the stretching of this muscle using a non-surgical treatment method. This will be supervised by my hospital and will likely take a number of months to complete.
However, right now, I am in no rush to do so, some MRKHers undergo treatment straightaway after diagnosis, others wait until they are ready, and some choose not to at all, dilating through sex or as opposed to with the use of dilators. I feel it is important to stress the message that there is no expectation to dilate or to have sex, you can do so when you feel ready, or not at all, it is completely the choice of the individual.
Also, the fact that I will never be pregnant has an impact on my physical health. If I want a biological child of my own one day, I will have to go through IVF Surrogacy, whereby another woman carries my baby in her womb, using my eggs and my future partner's sperm.
Although right now, at 19, I do not notice that too much physically as I am not currently trying for a baby, this is a symptom that currently affects my mental health more than it does my physical health.
Other than these factors, the impacts of MRKH on my physical health feel minimal to me, the impact on my mental health is much greater…
As I am sure you can imagine, living with a diagnosis like MRKH is complicated. Some days, I feel empowered by my diagnosis and, believe it or not, super grateful for the life I now have. Other days, however, I am completely overwhelmed with pain and grief, and all I want is for this diagnosis to go away.
To know that I will never be able to grow a baby under my heart is soul-destroying, especially as I always picture myself as being a mum. I often feel like I am damaged goods, not enough, or worthless, and they are all normal feelings that most, if not all, MRKHers experience at some point within their journey.
Unfortunately, it is not uncommon for MRKHers to turn to unhealthy coping mechanisms in an attempt to cloud the true pain of our reality. To be told as a teenager that you can never have a baby, whilst still a child yourself, is simply traumatic; you end up living 10 or 20 years in the future, and you are forced to grow up so quickly, and that is super scary.
I am very grateful to have the best mental health support from a psychologist who specialises in MRKH. This has helped me no end. I have met with a number of therapists since diagnosis, all of which have been online due to the pandemic, but it is very hard to process a diagnosis with a therapist who knows less of the facts than you do, as they are not fully equipped to help you.
As an example, I did a course on low-intensity Cognitive-Behavioural-Therapy (CBT) during the first lockdown. My therapist was lovely, but she could not help me to process the emotions I was feeling or the trauma I had faced, so instead focused on the practical aspects of how this was impacting me.
So, because of my diagnosis, I had completely lost my appetite, instead of focusing on why that was, she instead focused on getting me to eat properly again.
Don’t get me wrong, it did help in a physical sense, but it did not deal with the complex thoughts or feelings that were still bubbling under the surface because of MRKH. As such, when I met my now psychologist, it was a huge shock to the system having to reopen old wounds from my past that I had learned to suppress over time.
MRKH is not very well known or talked about, which is odd to me given it affects 1 in 5000 women, which when you think about it is not that rare. But, out of everyone who I have told in my friends and family, only two people had heard of it before, one of my school teachers who has a friend with MRKH, and one of my university friends who has a relative also living with it.
The fact that it was so unknown to everyone made processing the diagnosis even harder for me because I felt so different from everyone I knew and loved. Maybe it’s because it’s true to an extent, which is probably why I consistently feel so at home with the MRKH community because they understand me in ways my friends and family cannot.
Unfortunately, since diagnosis, I have lost a number of friends who could not cope with MRKH being a part of our lives. Some did not accept me for who I am or the choices I make regarding my health, and others could not cope with the fact that my mental health dipped, whilst some took the control of disclosure away from me and told others about it before I was ready to.
This was unbelievably tough for me, to have people I saw as my best friends not accept me because of the way my body is, but I know how they are not real friends.
I am so lucky to have found so much solace within the MRKH community, I went looking for people “like me” very soon after I was diagnosed, and now two years on, have never looked back.
A lot of my best and closest friends are the MRKHers I have connected with. It took a while to open up to people I didn’t know, but it opened a whole world of unconditional love and support. We are each other’s biggest supporters, we celebrate the highs together, and we grieve the lows together, and they are some of the strongest friendships I have ever formed, we see ourselves as a family:
I have big sister role models to look up to, younger sisters to look after, a bonus mum who accepted me into her family, and my best friends.
I am never short of people to go to when I need help, and I also receive a lot of messages of people wanting or needing help from me, so I am always mid-conversation with multiple people.
I might have lost some friends along the way, but I would go through those arguments, confrontations, and losses ten times over if it meant I would still find the people I now have in my corner.
The only downside of the community in my mind is the fact we are global. I love having friends across the globe, but it means meeting up is super hard. Sometimes you just need your people by your side, and when they are 10,000 miles away, it can be hard.
Even arranging a phone call can take weeks or months, and a lot of my friends I have not had the chance to meet yet, and FaceTime can only do so much.
Saying that, I would never trade the connections I have now made, it means the moment of finally meeting after years of planning and hoping will only be that much more special.
To be held by someone I now call my bonus mum, or to meet the friend I now run an MRKH-based organisation with will be so precious and will be memories I hope to one day have and cherish forever.
MRKH led me to study English, to read more on how MRKH has influenced my academic life, follow this link to Writeous, with whom I recently published an article on how, without MRKH, I would not have the desire to be a teacher, be a writer, or be studying English.
Work-wise, I have founded a soon-to-be charity organisation called MRKH Stars, which I run alongside studying for my English degree.
It is a lot of work and juggling it on top of university and my part-time job as a tutor can be stressful, but I would never give it up. It has given me a unique sense of fulfillment, I often say that it fills the gap; where there was once a place in my heart for being pregnant and having a baby, for now, it is filled by my work with MRKH Stars.
I get to share people’s stories and experiences with MRKH, unite younger and older MRKHers, as well as be able to help those people in a desperate search of some support to find a friend who understands them.
Running a charity is by no means easy, there are lots of admin and official processes to go through, but I have learned how to lead, and I have learned that I am capable of more than what MRKH dictates I am capable of.
In a weird way, I am grateful for my diagnosis, and for all, it has given me; in strength, the community behind me, in my academics and in my career choices, in bravery, resilience, and in courage.
MRKH has taken so much from me, and it is important to acknowledge that, and I do not always feel as empowered by it as I do right now, but it has also given me so much.
With that in mind, I would not trade life for MRKH for one without it.