Getting my period is always a fucking revelation like “Oh yeah, that’s why I’ve been depressed and miserable all week. Awesome.”
I’m going to the clinic on monday and talking to a doctor about getting birth control to stop this from happening lmao. I don’t like feeling this way and constantly complaining about my life, it’s lame! It’s not who I am! And my cramps have been getting worse and worse each month!
In the meantime I’m gonna sit out on the balcony and read my book and have a nice relaxing sunday afternoon.