I am losing my ever-lovin' mind, folks. Does this happen to everyone or I am just blessed with special susceptibility to crazy pills? Seriously. The mood swings are about to snap my neck in two and I can't keep mascara on for longer than 30 seconds.
Promise me that this will stop? That I will feel normal again? That I will want to eat something other than Fritos and Hershey's Kisses?
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Oh, sweet lady, it will stop. It will. The hormones, they are crazy-making, but they DO leave your system. I promise.
Congrats on Plan Next; I'm keeping my fingers crossed that this is just the ticket for you.
--Bugs
Oh I've been there. The worst time, I was curled in a ball tearing my hair out. The only thing that helped a bit (and I know this isn't possible for everyone, but at least there's a weekend coming up) was to basically hibernate (I spent a day mostly in bed - I mean, I brought my laptop to bed with me and did a little work or blog reading, as the case might be) but it kept me from having to interact with the world out there. Which was more for the world's benefit than my own, but still. The bed could take my crying or flailing and not flinch. At the very least, get hubby and the kiddo to give you a nice wide berth, for their own protection. And yes, it will end.
Um - hello? What's wrong with frito's and kisses? Aren't they the base of the pyramid? Hope the mood swings cut you some slack.
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