PMS
Yarg. I'm having serious PMS issues. As well as some real nice water retension fun. This patch thing was supposed to help my problem not make it worse, and as of now, I'm kinda starting to be a raving bitch. Seriously. I got short with everybody today. My mom was asking me a bunch of questions about my choices. and i got all irrational. It was really bad.
Then tonight i left my keys in my moms car and Now i have a spare from downstiars and i cant check my mail. So spent like 20 minutes looking around for them, I took everything out of my bag and then i forgot that i did, and couldnt find my wallet, and freaked out about that too. It was really bad... and now that i think of it, i cant find my lighter.
I called Danny and i almost even got short with him, which is real bad, because he didnt do anything that warrented it. I gotta get my woman induced craziness under control. Eventually my mom and i came to the conclusion that it doesnt have enough of one drug i need to balance me. Which might also explain why my face wont stop taking its vengence on me. So now i have to go back to the gynocologist and tell them i've got issues with the drugs they gave me. i'd prefer not to be crazy.
It feels like it never fucking goes away. Since tuesday last week i've been like this. I've been stressed, snapping a people, and getting seriously crazishwomany. Argh. We need to wrangle my moodswings..
Then tonight i left my keys in my moms car and Now i have a spare from downstiars and i cant check my mail. So spent like 20 minutes looking around for them, I took everything out of my bag and then i forgot that i did, and couldnt find my wallet, and freaked out about that too. It was really bad... and now that i think of it, i cant find my lighter.
I called Danny and i almost even got short with him, which is real bad, because he didnt do anything that warrented it. I gotta get my woman induced craziness under control. Eventually my mom and i came to the conclusion that it doesnt have enough of one drug i need to balance me. Which might also explain why my face wont stop taking its vengence on me. So now i have to go back to the gynocologist and tell them i've got issues with the drugs they gave me. i'd prefer not to be crazy.
It feels like it never fucking goes away. Since tuesday last week i've been like this. I've been stressed, snapping a people, and getting seriously crazishwomany. Argh. We need to wrangle my moodswings..