If there was a God, He must hate me
Wednesday, May 31st, 2006A couple of weeks ago I had a weird conversation with my mother:
“Have you been doing anything bad recently that I should know about? Your period is taking a long time to come this month.”
“What? No I’m not doing anything at all! I work 3 jobs, when do I have the time?”
“Well you know, you DID go to that party a couple of weeks ago.”
“You make it sound like I’m incredibly naive or something.”
“No, not naive! It’s just men might take advantage of you, who knows?”
“Just leave me alone.”
Like seriously, it pisses me off. My personal life including my periods is none of her business. Should I just have shouted to the rooftops “MUM I’M NOT GETTING ANY SO IT’S JUST LATE BECAUSE IT IS OK?!?!?!”
So, I haven’t had my period in 10 weeks (and yes, this sometimes randomly occurs) and it has hit me with a vengeance. I’m in copious amounts of pain right now and I can’t stop eating as I feel hungry all the time which makes me feel bloated and fat. Oh and then there’s the week where I refuse to eat anything because the thought of food makes me sick having eaten so much the week before.
ARGH sometimes I hate being a woman.