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I get so emotional, baby...
Geez, it has to be PMS, but I am seriously emo and every freakin' negative thought and emotion is THIS BIG and clawing its way out of my chest. I hate that. I usually get through it by writing or latching onto something to obsess about (THANK YOU, 24/7 weekend coverage of AI hometown visits, TWOP, etc). But damn. I just don't want to do anything. I want to lie on my bed and cry. Then sleep. A lot.
It passes. It always does. But sometimes it's hard to take.
I know I could go to my doctor and get something that would make me feel better or at least a little more even, but I think this is natural and I just have to ride it out. Glorious sadness and all that.
Okay, I'm done. My pity party is going to pub crawl somewhere else.
It passes. It always does. But sometimes it's hard to take.
I know I could go to my doctor and get something that would make me feel better or at least a little more even, but I think this is natural and I just have to ride it out. Glorious sadness and all that.
Okay, I'm done. My pity party is going to pub crawl somewhere else.