ugh

oh those PMS days... it's not a myth, it can be very true for some of us. this morning was fine, optimistic, i even aimed to keep it that way fully knowing what was coming- but, just like every month along with false hopes of maintaining any one given mood, i sunk once i got to work. everything is wrong and nothing's wrong and i want to simultaneously yell at and cry in the ear of customers. i just want to stuff my face and hide under my covers until the shitstorm passes.

it still amazes me how real it all feels. it's very hard to maintain that nothing is actually wrong. it feels like the world is falling apart, and i know it's hormones, but i am still 75% convinced it is all real and i need to vent to someone. which i don't.

i need to stuff my face and hide under my covers.