Fuck You!

Dear PMS,

You usually make me quite tired, but this month, you also decided to make me angry. *Very* angry and irritable. I hate that even when I recognise that you are happening, I struggle to control your effects!

I spent yesterday fuming against everything and everyone, then telling myself that it's just PMS and to calm down, then ranting again after a few minutes. Thankfully I was working at home, so nobody's feelings were hurt by my numerous "Fuck you!" exclamations, but living with you can be hard sometimes. Today you're gone, and I almost feel relieved that you've been replaced by your pal Periods.

Dear PMS, see you next month to discover what you have in store for me then!

Anonymous, France