Pardon me, it's probably PMS...
Dec. 27th, 2002 03:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geminigirlI've been weepy over how wonderful my friends are...they're a bright, talented, passionate, supportive and incredible bunch of people.
At the same time, I'm cranky. I've had far too much caffeine in the last few weeks and wow do I know it. I wish I could forget how sick it makes me, and just enjoy it. Such is life.
I want chocolate. And great sex. And sleep. I want less stress, which is never going to happen.
I think the thing that irritates me about PMS is I know what it is, and I know the only thing to do is to wait for it to go away. And it will, eventually. But I don't like feeling out of control and that's exactly what this feels like to me...it feels like a bad roller coaster ride, up down up down. I wish I could hibernate for the duration of the worst part, but I can't. And yet, I know I'm overly emotional, more sensitive than usual, extra short tempered and all sorts of other things. I don't like how I feel towards other people.
And the clumsiness. I drop things. I spill things. My body feels different, muscles don't work in conjunction with one another...my bones feel weird.
I could do without the pimples too, but I find those inherently more tolerable than the emotional ride.
At the same time, I'm cranky. I've had far too much caffeine in the last few weeks and wow do I know it. I wish I could forget how sick it makes me, and just enjoy it. Such is life.
I want chocolate. And great sex. And sleep. I want less stress, which is never going to happen.
I think the thing that irritates me about PMS is I know what it is, and I know the only thing to do is to wait for it to go away. And it will, eventually. But I don't like feeling out of control and that's exactly what this feels like to me...it feels like a bad roller coaster ride, up down up down. I wish I could hibernate for the duration of the worst part, but I can't. And yet, I know I'm overly emotional, more sensitive than usual, extra short tempered and all sorts of other things. I don't like how I feel towards other people.
And the clumsiness. I drop things. I spill things. My body feels different, muscles don't work in conjunction with one another...my bones feel weird.
I could do without the pimples too, but I find those inherently more tolerable than the emotional ride.
