As a dyspeptic teenager I once wrote a song with the line in it, “listen to my whore moan” and made much homonym hype about hormones in the same song. Needless to say, it still remains one of the great undiscovered rock ballads of the late twentieth century. The truth is that we still do not understand a lot about hormones and their influence upon our lives. Psychology magazine articles can tell us that they affect everything from attraction to appetite, and that the endocrine system is so complex that chemists are left scratching their heads. We associate hormones with sex and puberty, as ball parks where they play big time under lights, so to speak. Listen to my hormone imbalance and, perhaps, you will understand a bit more about you me.
Powerful Chemical Reactions
Women’s heath (which are code words for reproductive stuff) is always highlighted around hormonal imbalances and their effect on all the associated functions down there. Nutritional medicine, now, has a lot to say about hormonal balance and the endocrine system. Nutrition, the long time neglected science, has finally stepped out from the overweening shadow of the pharmaceutical industry. The endocrine system involves your ovaries, testicles, thyroid, pineal, pituitary, adrenal and parathyroid gland functioning. A mouthful to say and a whole body full of powerful chemical reactions ready to rock your boat beneath your skin.
Oxytocin the Love Hormone
Understanding hormonal imbalances can go a long way to crossing the great divide between those two genders we call men and women. What was that old hoary title? Men are From Mars and Women Are From Venus by John Gray. In actual fact, most women would settle with understanding more about their own hormonal health. The cold hard truth of the matter for both women and men is that we are a bunch of chemical reactions specifically designed around propagating the species. Love and sexual attraction are driven by hormones like oxytocin.
Is it Better to have Loved and Lost…
The sad and fated fact, is that we are propelled around the game board of life by base chemical reactions. The nobility derived about love by poets and troubadours is misplaced and down right deceitful in my book. Nobody wants to be led by the nose to a destiny, which ultimately involves blood, sweat, defecation, tears, and everyone’s eventual demise, but that is what happens. Oxytocin releases serotonin, which makes us all feel warm and fuzzy about the whole thing. Is it better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all?