Hormones

Last weekend I thought I was going to have a mental breakdown, but I guess I was wrong it was just good old PMS. Man I hate that stuff.

I mean it I really did think I was going crazy. I couldn't decide who or what to hit, throw, kick or cry about. I did finally throw a checkbook then put my coat on and went for a drive, man when I get real pissy I can get a lot of crap done.

But if my husband had just acted like he really cared and let me talk no matter if it made a lot of sense to him I would have been over the whole thing a lot faster. He nor I really like to share our emotions with anybody let alone each other but I did learn that once I talked to my mom and was able to cry a little bit that I felt a whole lot better and then I was upset because I really wanted to have that conversation with him and knew that I may never be able too.

So dear if you are reading this I was serious the other day when I said next time just hear me out and it will be over a whole lot sooner.