Whenever I get my period, my rage is multiplied by about a thousand. Small things tend to set me off in general but when it happens while I'm on my rag, I just want to claw people's eyes out. So far, I've been annoyed by an old woman on my train who's fat stomach kept touching me, my boss' lack of confidence in sending me to New York to DO MY JOB, and people disagreeing with my facebook status (this is how I know I'm really being ridiculous).
I want to go home.
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