This month’s PMS appears to be brought to you by crazy. Insecure and a little paranoid. You all hate me! Huh. That’s new. Maybe I should stock up on chocolate and salty things and not leave the house. Except to go to the gym. A lot. Crazy or stressed or thinking too much – it all goes away at the gym. And body tired dilutes crazy. I learned that in spades last summer.
The sore boobs are the same ol’, same ol’, though.