I just need to vent. I don’t want to post to stupid facebook because that’s stupid. Twitter is lame with it’s 140 character limit or whatever it is. Instagram is just pictures and when I do textcutie or textagram I end up deleting them anyways. I don’t even remember who follows me on here anyways, and I doubt anyone ever reads what I type anyways. I just need an outlet today..
I’m pretty sure my period is right around the corner. If that’s tmi for you, then sorry, whatever. But geez. It hits me so hard, it’s really unbearable with the emotional and mental stress it brings me (and my family). I literally become a raging monster you could only see in your nightmares. I hate it :( Today is my weepy day. I’m like a big emo baby, I just want to sleep. I can’t though, of course. I have three kids aka monkeys to watch and keep alive. I love my kids. Don’t get it twisted. I just need my alone time, and I very very rarely get it. I need a day off. I’ve been saying that for so, so long! It’s not coming to me very soon, I don’t think…
I just want to cry and curl up in a ball in my bed with the blankets tucked under my feet and pulled over my head. It will relieve some of the estrogen that tries to kill everyone every month. BIG SIGH.
I could type for days and days, when I get in the mood for it. I love expressing myself through writing. Well, typing actually, because my hand doesnt move as fast as my mind does; I can’t get the words out on paper fast enough. Thankfully, I type fairly fast.
This week just feels like it sucked, basically. It’s the little things, ha. They just keep adding up and just being over emotional, whether it be sad, angry, any negative emotion really, it just gets to me. I was SO frustrated earlier. Everyone in real life and on facebook and on instagram was just annoying the crap out of me. And as of this moment right now, I’m feeling a lot better after typing all this. I really am. I should do this more often.