Ash took a deep breath as she walked out from the hospital, she finally could move her hand, it was just weird. Her rib was deemed to be healed, and she was one piece again. And happy to be that way. She wandered happily down the street, looking for something to do, she had to work that night, it would be nice to get back to the club. But she had a lot of time on her hands until then.
FEEL FREE TO SKIP MY RANT ON MY FEMININE WOES
WHY AM I BLEEDING ALREADY?? MY LAST CYCLE ENDED A WEEK AGO.
THE PAIN, THE CRAMPS.
I’M PRETTY SURE MY UTERUS IS TRYING TO CUT IT’S WAY OUT OF MY BODY.
IS THIS A PERIOD OF ONE OF THE ALIEN FILMS???
I WOULD PUNCH EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU IF YOU WERE NEAR ME RIGHT NOW.
THEN I WOULD HUG YOU.
THEN I WOULD CRY.
THEN I WOULD LAUGH AT YOU AND PROBABLY MAKE FUN OF YOU FOR NO GOOD REASON.
IS THIS CRAZY?
NO. THIS IS PERIOD RAGE (TAKE AWAY THE PE- AND IT’S ROID RAGE).
I WOULD TRADE MY UTERUS FOR A PAIR OF BALLS IN ONE SECOND.
I hate everything.
Yeah…I’m done for the day.
I’ve been trying really hard not to take some of these comments personally but it’s too much.
If you have my email, you can drop me a line. If you want it, send me a message. But I can’t be in this toxic environment right now. I was insanely proud of myself for what I did yesterday and all of that has been destroyed now.
I need an out for a while. I can’t handle this.