I woke up this morning drenched in blood and accompanied by a little rat stabbing my stomach, telling me the time has come. God, this is the part that I hate about being a woman. I know I sometimes get told that this is a woman's purpose by those pro life people, but seriously, if it's my purpose, why the fuck does it hurt so damn much.
The only good thing I get out of it is that I barely eat because my stomach is eating itself from the inside already and I'm chained to the bathroom for hours. Therefore, there is basically nothing in my system, skinny queen! Jokes, kind of. Luckily, for some reason my body seemed to know that my dreaded week was coming because 2 days ago I shaved to become baby smooth everywhere and I had a small pamper day. I unconsciously prepared in advance for the fact that I'm not going to want to do anything this week. Still, I dragged myself into the shower this morning because I felt that I needed to waterboard myself in order to wake up fully, that and I felt gross.
Following the shower, I had a fight with myself about work. I didn't end up going obviously, thats why I'm lying like I'm in a coffin on the couch with my laptop on my chest. You when you feel awful so you don't want to go to work, but the fact that you know your pay check is going to be lower is basically a threat so you feel like you need to go anyways? Yeah well, that was me this morning, but the fact that I could stand up right properly without doubling over in pain sealed the deal that I wasn't going anywhere. I also haven't eaten anything beside my pain pills and a golden kiwi, so that, probably isn't very good.
Somehow I'm going to drag myself to work tomorrow, because I need to make the money. I'll do it, but I'll complain about it. Now it's time to make myself a grilled cheese because I don't want to deal with making something difficult. To accompany this, a ginger and apple tea cause why the fuck not.
Ginger and apple tea is so good !!
ReplyDeleteWHERE HAVE YOU GONE??
DeleteHello! It's a cycle of mine that people who've been reading me for a while know pretty well. Sometimes I just need to disappear, move everything somewhere else, and write purely for myself for a while. Sometimes I come back after 3 days, sometimes 3 months, 6 months, or even a year.
ReplyDeleteIt can be annoying for some people, but it's something I need from time to time, and it comes in phases.
That being said, I'm still reading your blog! ;)
When I come back, I'll send you the URL! ;)
Maybe I'll haunt your Cbox in a couple of days, ahah, so keep an eye on it. You never know! ;) and you still have my email adress ahah!
xoxo
Awww no worries, take your time my love.
DeleteYou can read my rage writing whenever you like! Mwah!