PMS City

Gentleman you may want to skip this post, i'm sure it will be rather whiney and bitchy. That being said, i become an emotional disaster when it's that time of the month. I'm like Jekyll & Hyde, i can turn from being extremely sad to being quite irrational within seconds, over a period of a few days. I'm very aware of this and try to keep myself in control, generally removing myself from certain situations that i know will put me over the edge and make me lose it.

Today wasn't horrible, but for example i was talking to my co-workers about RSP's and i literally started to tear up. I wiped my eye and told them i had an eyelash in it. No logical reason for this to happen to me, who gets upset when learning about such a thing LOL. The rest of the day was fine, i was a bit short with a few of my clients but nothing of importance. I went to the gym, worked out in my usual class and drove home. I made it through about 5 minutes of dinner, before raging Miss Ash started to rear her ugly head. My mother was telling my father a story that i had already heard that day, i grew impatient, felt my blood boiling and my head began to pound. I sighed and told her "i already heard this today" got up, slammed a few drawers, stomped upstairs and finished my dinner alone in my room. I find out my favorite show Amazing Race is on tonight instead of it's usual night, but by the time i figure this out, i've missed half of it "son of a bitch." My mother brings up some tea to my room, which i take one sip of, and slam the mug back down "you know i don't like sugar in my tea." Quike frankly the no sugar thing is new for me so she probably had no idea i did not take it anymore.

I then begin to read the paper and a horrible article about this man in Ottawa who killed his wife and 3 kids, and then set himself on fire. His wife had a restraining order against him. So i mumble to my mother about how restraining orders are bullshit and this is like the 3rd woman to die at the hands of an abusive partner in the past week. She agreed, left the room and i started to cry. So all day i've been up and down with my emotions, developed a terrible headache and have puffy eyes. Sad to say, this was not even a remotely bad PMS day for me, usually my behavior is much more dreadfull, I generally appear extremely agitated and i'm short with people to the point of being rude. However, in that moment i could give a shit. Any other Jekyll and Hydes out there?