It's Today
It's been a month in the making. It's been building up in anticipation for this very special day. First it was a slight fatigue in the morning. Then a small blemish. Then a little anger at nothing in particular. Some insomnia, but nothing you can't handle.
And then it was today, when for no reason whatsoever, you could barely drag your ass out of bed this morning, much less bathe and brush your teeth and fix your hair and wear makeup and NOT pop the now large blemish or collect any of your thoughts to do anything worthwhile at your job that has suddenly become extremely busy or resist the almost incapacitating urge to kill that moron that keeps standing right beside you while you're trying to help your friend pick out a goddamn body lotion that's not L because she always gets L. Yes, it's your period, and it's come to wreak havoc on your very existence.
You could kill yourself. Or you could take 2500 ibuprofen tablets in hopes of stopping the meat grinder in your lower abdomen that surely must be shredding your innards because why in the world would it possibly hurt that much if it wasn't? Or do you take an Ambien or 5 so you can sleep just one entire night all the way through? What happens if you mix 2500 ibuprofen and 20 or so Ambien?
But since killing yourself is not an option, you'll take a few ibuprofen now and an Ambien in another half hour or so.
See, it's not so bad.
And then it was today, when for no reason whatsoever, you could barely drag your ass out of bed this morning, much less bathe and brush your teeth and fix your hair and wear makeup and NOT pop the now large blemish or collect any of your thoughts to do anything worthwhile at your job that has suddenly become extremely busy or resist the almost incapacitating urge to kill that moron that keeps standing right beside you while you're trying to help your friend pick out a goddamn body lotion that's not L because she always gets L. Yes, it's your period, and it's come to wreak havoc on your very existence.
You could kill yourself. Or you could take 2500 ibuprofen tablets in hopes of stopping the meat grinder in your lower abdomen that surely must be shredding your innards because why in the world would it possibly hurt that much if it wasn't? Or do you take an Ambien or 5 so you can sleep just one entire night all the way through? What happens if you mix 2500 ibuprofen and 20 or so Ambien?
But since killing yourself is not an option, you'll take a few ibuprofen now and an Ambien in another half hour or so.
See, it's not so bad.
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