Therapy Series 2: Being a girl. GIRL SPEAK - Only for girls' eyes

Note to Haloman: stop reading now, unless you want to get caught up in the messed up world of girls. ;P And I mean.. messed up like... think my vegetarian formal dinner messed up. Yeah... I knew you'd stop when I said that. ;D
And any other guys who read this.... yeah... best you stop. Before you discover what crazy b*tches we are inside when you aren't around.

Alright, so.... PMS days.
Ahahahahaaaa!
I can't believe I'm blogging on this but we all have them so might as well talk about it, right?

The days when your stomach is cramping and you just want to go to bed and stay there forever.
And you can't be bothered really doing anything...
And family talk to you and you don't bother replying nicely because you have the excuse that they don't know about (but have probably figured out by your attitude that week and locking yourself in the bathroom maybe ;D)
And you wonder, "WHY THE HELL DO I GO THROUGH THIS?"
And then you remember... "Wow.... half the population do too".

Which
 is
depressing.

That half the population have to live through this "curse".
I hate it so much but it is part of being a girl.
Why????
We aren't even the ones desperate to.. you know.. do it.
But WE get the whole "cycle".
and WHY ISN'T THERE A "CURE" YET? A way to "have your cake and eat it"?

I find that when I am "ms"ing, I have a split personality bahahhaa :D
At home, I am a moody b*tch and feel slightly emo and try to eat as many bananas as I can to avoid the stomach cramps. "Apparently" bananas help. Maybe they do, maybe they don't. Oh well, I eat them anyway. :)
But around my friends... I try to be bubbly and normal and disguise the fact that I am toileting more than usual and feel like crap. Which they probably do notice.. but they don't say anything because obviously most of us are going through it at some time or another too.

Sometimes I try to calculate how many more times I have left.
Or... how much of my life is preoccupied by it.
Or anything really....

It is easier when you are out and doing things.. sitting at home just makes me feel worse. Not to mention like a fat slob.

Anyway... though it is unfair that us, the fairer, more considerate and nurturing gender, are left to deal with this, one day I guess we will all be grateful.

DOUBT IT THOUGH.
What part of having a baby appeals... the pregnancy, the birth or the "having to deal with the monster you created"?
I'm only kidding though :P I guess I want a child one day. :)