Reservation
traninse & sister
About Us

Our Story

For as long as I can remember, my periods were never normal. Since childhood, they were painful, heavy, and exhausting. I was taught — like so many others — that this was simply part of being a woman. I learned to push through it, to minimize my pain, and to accept suffering as routine.

As I grew older, the pain followed me into adulthood. I sought medical care again and again, but real answers didn't come easily. For nearly a year, I tried to be seen and taken seriously while living in denial at the same time. I wanted to believe nothing was wrong. I wanted to believe I was fine. But inside, I was carrying pain without a name — physically and emotionally.

When I was finally diagnosed with endometriosis, everything changed. There was relief in finally having an explanation, but there was also fear. Fear of what this meant for my body. Fear of what it meant for my future. I have always wanted to be a mother, and suddenly that dream felt uncertain — fragile in a way it had never felt before.

The emotional toll of endometriosis was just as heavy as the physical pain. I felt grief for the body I thought I had. I felt anxiety about what was ahead. I felt invisible in a world that could not see how much effort it took just to function each day.

Instead of sitting with those feelings, I tried to escape them.

I drank everywhere I went — at celebrations, at dinner, at home, sometimes in the middle of the day. Alcohol became my way of coping with fear, sadness, and the constant questions about infertility and identity. It numbed the pain. It numbed the grief. It numbed the reality I wasn't ready to face.

But numbness is not healing.

There came a moment when I realized my body was already fighting enough. I didn't want alcohol to be the thing I relied on anymore. I still wanted joy. I still wanted beauty. I still wanted to feel included in moments of celebration — but I wanted to choose myself, too.

That choice became EndoStorm Mocktails.

EndoStorm was born from years of pain, denial, fear, and ultimately, self-respect. It represents the decision to care for my body instead of escape from it. It is proof that healing can be intentional and still joyful — and that a diagnosis does not get to define the limits of your life or your dreams.

This brand is for anyone who lived with pain long before they were believed. For anyone who turned to unhealthy coping mechanisms just to survive. For anyone who has felt unseen, unheard, or disconnected from their body.

EndoStorm exists to honor the storm — and the strength it takes to live through it.

Because you are not dramatic. You are not weak. And you are not alone.

Get In Touch

Let's Celebrate Together

Beautiful mocktails for your next unforgettable moment.