Some say its real. Some don't. I don't believe I had this as a teen. I was the only girl with 4 brothers. They were annoying all the time and I voiced it. That is NOT PMS. or is it?
Can Someone Tell me WHY there is PMS? If there is PMS?
I'm puzzled as to the why. Cuz I am somewhat a believer in it. I will have days that I look at myself and say...Did you really say that? Or did you really MEAN what you said?
I cried at almost everything today. I cried when My Dentist was mean to me. I cried at the fact that I had to spend money on prescriptions, because I don't get paid until friday. I cried when Ron asked me if I needed money for said "scripts". I cried when the cold air hit my teeth at 6:30 in the morning. I cried when I saw Loretta's Bucket list. I cried at Em's posts about Kenner. I cried at LJ's pictures of here grand baby's. I cried when I read Rhonda's discovery. I cried when I cut the onions for the veggie soup. I cried when the pain of my face got too much to bear. I cried thinking of David in pain from his car accident.
I hate it. I love it. I love a good cry. Sometimes I don't always like when or why I'm crying but I do love how I feel afterwards.
I hate that I stand up for myself because maybe I should just "let it slide" like everyone else around me does. (well, except Shai, she is a bit tight, ha ha) I love it when I stand up for myself. I finally have the "nerve" to do it. I always wanted to tell people what I needed to. Like the Dentist today. I went in, I don't have insurance. I'm hoping she'll guarantee her work, ha ha. She comes in and and I say... You know, for the record, I did ask you to pull this. (now its absessed, and they have to root canal it or pull it) I did NOT do raspberries, but she sure acted like it. "Well, I pulled everyone's teeth that wanted them pulled they wouldn't have any teeth. blah blah blah is all I heard after I seen her little attitude come out. I believe I had the right to say...Remember me, remember me wanting this half rotten tooth OUT of my mouth. I know my mouth, I know its not worth saving, this has happened before.
Does it get me anywhere? I'm not sure. Maybe it just gets me LONELY when I'm older because people won't want to be around me cuz I'm a crusty crab.
I find it funny the one thing that I remember "receiving" in R.Y. was there are 3 kinds of people. Passive (you let people walk all over you). Aggressive (always violently demanding your way, basically), and Assertive (letting people know what you need...nicely).
I consider myself Assertive most of the time. The problem in my world is....they only listen when I'm aggressive. Sucks for them, ha ha! Sucks for me too, because then I feel guilty.
P.M.S. Is it just the Legal Way Women can get away with being Assertive/aggressive?
Food for thought