Mmm! Smell The Insanity!

[roxy]

Aaah! It's that time of the month again, my dears! The part where I go absolutely barking nuts and make my beloveds' lives a miserable torment. I remember the good old days when I just used to get cranky and snappy, but now! Wow! Now it's all different. Now I go crazy. And, not satisfied with being nuts myself, I have to drive Mr.Roxy insane too. And how long does this last? Two weeks! Whoo-hoo! And as a finish, I question every positive thing about myself I know to be true, turn it on it's head and make it a fault. Yes! And I do this without mirrors!

I cry long into the night about what a crap mother I am, what a crap artist, and what a mutt of a writer I am. And this goes on and on and on until finally the hormone storm is over and a smile breaks out on my chubby little cheeks like a ray of sunshine. (and i look really cherubic whilst doing so--it's so adorable.)

Of course at this point, the family is eyeballing tramp steamers to Borneo and measuring me for a wooden box and seriously debating about forgetting the airholes. They’re holding interventions with each other. "No matter how satisfying it would be to blow her brains out, remember---blood stains, and cleaners cost a fortune."

If I start whining really really hard, and start crying about how lousy my peeps are treating me--take it with a grain of salt.

I swear to god--Paxil is the devil, it really is. I think it makes it worse and cutting down on the shit doesn't help either. The only thing that would help is...I don't know a three-way with Lex and Bruce and the sweetest little latex flogger....*sigh*

You know I love you, right? Look! mood thingy!

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[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Ah, thank god it's temporary--I'd hate to feel this loony and murderous all the time. *grin*