Men and people not interested in feminine hygiene look away now.
That moment when you first learn you're 'on' is for me anyway tinged with some factor of betrayal. Your body has let you down. You're bleeding like a stuck pig and having to fuss over that for the next six days. Laundry and other chores.
If I have been aware for some time it's imminent I can manage to feel just mildly irritated or even just cynical. When it's a surprise as it often is these days I often end up rather more frustrated.
Plus there's the stupid emotional-hormonal fluctuation. I find that annoying too. And the craps. Bleugh.
I don't want you to think I hate it but...I'm tired as well and EVERYTING right now seems so much hassle and annoyance.
But you girls know all of this. It's just all pissing me off this time round rather strongly and I thought I'd share. Hope the title was enough to warn off the embarrassable.
If I have been aware for some time it's imminent I can manage to feel just mildly irritated or even just cynical. When it's a surprise as it often is these days I often end up rather more frustrated.
Plus there's the stupid emotional-hormonal fluctuation. I find that annoying too. And the craps. Bleugh.
I don't want you to think I hate it but...I'm tired as well and EVERYTING right now seems so much hassle and annoyance.
But you girls know all of this. It's just all pissing me off this time round rather strongly and I thought I'd share. Hope the title was enough to warn off the embarrassable.