I gave my boyfriend fair warning about the onslaught of my upcoming hormonal masochistic rage. He buffered it with a couple questions like “Is it like having the flu?” To which I replied “well the flu has more physiological effects to it, stuffiness, fever coughing”. PMSing is like a deadly combination of emotional/mental/physiological rage.
You feel hungry, fat and hopeless. Your face breaks out and your stomach acts so fucked up. Cramps are like someone reaching deep into your stomach and mashing all the organs together. You have an incomprehensible appetite for the most unhealthy food items mostly involving candy and deep fried anything. Once you’ve gone on an eating rampage you fucking hate yourself for it which spirals into a self hating pity party which takes you to new heights of emotional confusion and depending on what stressors life is throwing at you during this time you turn into a manic depressive psycho.
And after that’s all taken care of; you bleed out of your sexual organ for 3-4 days.
To which he replied: “whoa”.