PMS...it's a tricky little booger, isn't it?
Golly gee, I've been a bitch lately and very confused. Cause I've never had PMS. I mean I may have gotten a little emotional before, but I have never had cramps in 27 years. Now, they are here.
I have been responding to everything around me. My sense of smell is totally heightened. My stomach and feminine parts are tied in knots. And I cry at the drop of a pin. Anything can set me off. Even my taste buds are playing with me.
If this is what it's like to be a woman, then I guess I am now a full flegded Woman!
My roommate had to walk through a description for me of the menstrual cycle and times that cramps are normal. I was like, hey, shouldn't I know this stuff? But after thinking about it I realized that I never had "the talk" with my mom and didn't really pay attention in sex ed. So, my teacher Vivian talked me through it and I think now I'm even ready for the "where do babies come from" part! J/k!! That part was much more interesting to me.
But, in all of this I haven't been able to sleep very much. So, I am off to take a nap in between jobs. May your cycles be bringing you into further enlightenment!
Thursday, December 09, 2004
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hey, it's me, kristen g. i have the worst pms ever. for instance, last week, i started crying when Craig told me that i was going to have to get rid of my station wagon, (aka, fagmobile) if and when we move to the city. i hate that car! but for some reason, at that particular moment, i felt some strange attraction to it. and, a couple of nights ago, i bawled my eyes out to him on the phone because i was under the impression that he liked that damn halo game more than he loved me. and then i got my period. and then it all made sense. and i apologized. his response was, "i know that there's a time for putting up my sword, and there's another for putting up my sheild. and both times that you were insanely emotional, i just put up the sheild and took it."
so funny to visualize him putting up a sheild and taking my crap. imagine it. close your eyes and visualize my nasty words bouncing off the sheild.
he's a wise man.
good luck with your troubles, and know that you're not alone.
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