PMS??

[gemfyre]

What is it about PMS??
Why do females feel the right to blame all their faults on PMS?

I have never experienced PMS, if I am being bitch it's because I'm being a bitch, not because I have PMS.

I really ponder what it is like to have genuine PMS...

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Thank every lucky star in the sky you don't get it

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

I'll tell you what it's like, cause you really should know that women aren't making this PMT shit up, it's real, and it's a problem for some of us. (I wish I didn't have a problem with it like you seem not to!)

For about three days leading up to the first bleeding, everything feels heavy. I retain enough water in my stomach region that it looks like I'm two months pregnant (and I'm a reasonably slim individual!). My bowels are all engorged because there are hormones being released to begin the cramping. This makes going to the toilet so not a fun experience. I know that's not the techincal PMT, but believe me - it adds to MY premenstrual tension, that's for damned sure. I can't wear anything tight and I feel real antisocial.

Having PMT (Or PMS as the americans call it) is like losing all boundaries of your behaviour. It's like suddenly you don't process what is regular and not regular behaviour, and it's not until you realise that it's your hormones affecting you that you can actually stop yourself, and by then it's too late. It's your emotions welling up and running away with you, and you're their hostage. You'll feel amazing rage, so strong and so brutal that you want to break something (My last few days entries in my LJ? Good example).

I'll yell at my father, I'll be impatient with my family, and the pain - oh the pain makes me so short-tempered. I've nearly lost friends because of it. As such, most friends know to avoid me during that time of the month. I'll get so frustrated with myself that I'll cry.

And the crying. Holy shit the crying. I'll cry at anything. I'll cry because I'm single, even though I'm thoroughly happy this way. I'll cry because of a really cute ad on tv. I'll cry because I don't have the guts to go up and talk to a cute guy. I CRY! It's embarrassing!

Of course, this is saying nothing about the depression. Some women get very depressed, and I am one of them. Most of the time I'm okay, but sometimes a period hits hard and I get very down. I can barely control it either, and that's the real crux of the issue - control is gone, even with me on my antidepressants!

I don't blame all my faults on PMT, but once a month I ask the people that I love that they be a little forgiving if I lose control. I generally stay at home because I don't want to inflict my bad moods on people. It's not much fun for me to go out on the day I get my period at least, because I'm in extreme agony (I get such bad pains that Codis, the strongest medicine outside of getting a doctor's perscription, only numbs the pain).

I guess you could ask why the hell I don't go on the pill or go to the doctor about it. First, I know it's not that bad that it needs a doctor's attention. I can deal with it, and I prefer to. And with the pill - It's always been hell on the women in my family, really screwing with their metabolism and stuff. I have a natural hormonal cycle, and I don't want to screw with it. I am happy to deal with my cramps and stress, but I do need to take five to do that, and so do other women. So feel for them, because for a few days a month their bodies rally against them and make it difficult.

Hugs,
Nancy.
(Chatty girl at Murdoch O-day)