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It's crazy time again

I just cried watching the TV show, Bones this morning.  This can only mean one thing - it's that time again.  That time of the month that I get emotional and girlie for no apparent reason.  That time I can't seem to control for the life of me.  That time that I even want to smack me!  I didn't always suffer from this absurd affliction.  It was something I prided myself on - No moods driven by hormones here (so I thought).  It just started in the last few years and I wish there was one rational explanation for it or at least a fucken pill I could take to make me rational at the very least!
Last month I cried uncontrollably to my husband about my weight.  A couple of years back, I was on some medication that made me gain some weight.  I've been trying desperately to get back to my normal weight for a couple of years now and last month in utter frustration and apparently crazy with a hormonal imbalance - I cried (okay, sobbed was more like it) for a half hour straight saying things like - What if I'm never pretty again??  and - I'm fat and horrible!  My dear husband hugged me and said, 'Your coming on aren't you?' I wanted to get offended and say - how can you be so insensitive??  But I thought about it for a second and thought 'Damn it, he's right!!'  It was temporary hormonal insanity.  The world wasn't going to end because I was over weight after all...  Like I said it's that time that even I wasn't to smack myself - God bless the men all over the world that have to deal with such ridicules behavior!

Comments

Christie said…
Join the club. Wait till your pregnant! I am so sick of being fat!! I cant wait to wear real jeans again. 5 days and counting (not that I will be wearing real jeans for awhile!!)
Nora said…
Sadly, it doesn't get easier. I got such a kick out of this that I sent a link to all my female friends! Keep smiling :-)

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