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[shinga]

Okay, what is with me these last handful of days? Really it's just been primarily the last two... but I am so goddamn moody. Maybe it's hormones? Exhaustion? Post-holiday blues? All of the above?

So sick of it! I'll be okay and one teensy thing just makes me melt into emo/angry/pissy/sobbing-mess

Bah. And I swear to FUCK if I hear one more "well it's because you're a woman and women are bitchy ha ha ha ha" I will fucking HURT whoever says it. Great, you think it's funny. Whatever makes you feel better about not getting laid.

UGH!

Staying in tonight. I'd go out but this cold is ruining me pain-wise. Hell, that might also be part of my mood - I FUCKING HURT. I'll be okay for a brief while - enough today to run errands with Will - then, God help me, I don't even want to move. Getting to sleep last night was interesting. I'm sure there'll be a repeat tonight.

So yes, want to kill things. Want to cry. Want to punch some bastards. Want to be held and told it'll all be okay. Want to scream.

It's like I'm out of my own head right now.

Comments

[trickykitty]

Really, I'm surprised you are doing so well. On-going physical pain is absolutely nothing to snark about, and we all know your whole family is going through a rough spot in the road. Hormones don't help, but they sure as hell aren't the only thing to blame.

Also, feel free to totally punch whatever jackasses are blaming you for having boobs. It'll make you feel better and prove to them they're right - win/win, right?

Mucho hugs.