
A while ago, a friend suggested I write a book on menopause. I resisted her advice for a long time. My fear was too great. Besides, I still knew nothing — just that it was fast approaching, and I was s**t scared.
I'd been warned ever since I started acting that calling attention to your age — when that age was not twenty-three or younger — would be career suicide. I was told I would never work again if I admitted to being menopausal, or even perimenopausal. Hollywood's lovely term for such women was "unf**kable."
Each year, two million American women enter menopause. That's almost six thousand women a day. We're talking a billion menopausal women worldwide. And yet, I felt completely alone.
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Ignorance of this transition led to shame and fear, and it almost cost me my chance to become a mother. The fact was I'd been showing perimenopause symptoms for some time but had never been told that's what they could be. When a woman comes in complaining of symptoms like night sweats, anxiety, and insomnia, that should be a doctor's cue to make sure she knows the facts about perimenopause and menopause. I mean, I partly get the doctors' reluctance to open that conversation.