Youch, sorry AkaiKitsune
Pardon my language, but fuck pms. I'm one of the lucky ones who never gets bloating, rarely cramps, blah blah, physical symptoms are a breeze. But I want to curl into a little ball and cry and I hate everything. It always
feels like I'm actually upset about something real and valid, and it's not until I step back and think, "I'm pissed because I'm scared upcoming movie X is going to be scientifically inaccurate" that I realize how ridiculous it is, that I genuinely feel as upset about this stupid thing as I do, say, animal abuse. You'd think that would be the time you start laughing at yourself, but no, you still feel just as shitty as you did before, only now you know (1) your feelings are invalid, (2) you have the disconcerting realization that you're stuck in an organic machine that's gone haywire, and (3) you've now got to try to explain and apologize to any bystanders to your earlier tirades and feel like a psychotic imbecile for not being able to control it.
At least I know it will disappear in a few days. Then everything will go back to normal. I know, it's a stupid thing to be upset over when people are going through so much worse, and that just makes me even angrier that I can't summon the willpower to shut it off.
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