What effects the timing of your period?I know factors like weight gain/loss and stress have an effect but in what such way? Lets say your really stressed..will that make your period come earlier or later? Cause I got some important plans with a boy on the 22 and if my period is late, falls on that day, and keeps me from getting any- i am going to be pissed!
Well. I've been browsing around LJ.com lately, and decided to see if I could find a community that I could bitch about all of my PMS woes in. I found this, and I gotta say, it looks like a great community to do just that in. So, I'm 17 years old, and up until a few months ago, I had a very irregular cycle. I'd go for a year without having my period, have it really bad for one week, and go again for months without having it. Just when I was about to give up the fight and go see a doctor about it, I became normal again, which, at the time, seemed like a great thing. Now I'm wondering why in the hell I ever wanted this thing back. Today especially. I'm in the middle of my second period for this month. I'm not really worried about the irregularity of it, I figure it's just due to the stress of school starting again or something. Anyways, I usually get really emotional a few days before my period, the week during, and a few days after. I feel like I want to sit down and cry about the stupidest little things, you know? Anyways, this time, it's not like that. I'm bitchy. *Really* bitchy. Today was hell. Soccer in gym class... *groans*... while having cramps that hurt like a mother. I had to bum a Midol off of one of my friends who's going through the same thing- which, strangely enough, is kinda comforting. I have someone who understands *why* I'm acting so strange, someone who I can bitch to, and someone to supply me with Midol when I feel like I'm about ready to rip my uterus out. Ugh. Now I'm going to go find some chocolate.
Night before last, I rode my high horse on a sea of impending blood. It was the night before my period started, and so this was classic PMS. My dear Duck finally got online after a week of being missing in the jungles of India. I was feeling rather peaky to begin with, but she set me off something royal. I wanted to rant and scream about how she was being self-indulgent, playing into her romantic fantasies, and completely irresponsible when it came to living her real life, which is, at least for now, here in NJ, not on an orange farm in India. I didn't say of that, however, because I suspected it was hormone-induced, and instead removed myself. I'm sorry for seeming a bit off or rude, but it's better than the alternative.Instead, I went downstairs to talk to my Mommy, who laughed at us both. Me for PMSing, and her for being our beloved, idealistic Duck. When else is Ms. Duck going to be able to be indulgent than now, when she's young? THat logic didn't help much at the time, but at least I've got some perspective back and I can mostly believe it. So, Ms. Duck, I am still perturbed at your self-indulgence and fantasies, but no longer fuming or thinking you should be smacked upside the head for it. I entirely blame the hormones, and will instead just keep you grounded when you seem to be leaving the Earth. ;) I do love you, Ducky, and all your silliness. Today, I'm bleeding. Two ruined pairs of panties and counting. Sheets ok, which is a mirakalee. I feel better about feeling like a racing bitch, though, because I talked to Mrs. Bug and she was also PMSing yesterday, only she did rant and scream and her mother looked ready to smack her. I don't understand where this comes from. My mother almost never gets like this. Hell, I was weepy yesterday, first day, over not having anything decently greasy to order for supper. I should NOT go shopping or order food during my period, because I get weepy about not being able to have wheat. At least I have arrowroot animal crackers.
Ok, so, starting Friday evening, I started getting cramps. My Saturday morning, they were APPALLINGLY horrendous. I mean, I could feel my entire abdomen swelling and contracting. I swear I felt my fucking fallopian tubes getting squished around. And even the muscles in and around my pelvis were doing cartwheels. The PAIN... I got up at 7 to take Advil and try pacing, in the hopes that 'exercise is good for relieving cramps' would have some truth to it.It is utter fucking BULLSHIT.I spent the weekend on painkillers. If this becomes a serious pattern, I'm going to go nuts. It's been around 6 weeks, so I'm guessing pain is proportional to time. My cycle, like my body, is still trying to find a pattern.It's Monday now and I'm sure that because I haven't got a pad on, it'll start overnight. Just to be wicked that way. Hail Godiva...
Last night I completely flew apart and had a good cry. The weird bit? It's in the dead center of my NON menstruating time. Apparently I inherited this from my mother.Other forms of menstrual hazards:PMS- Pre-MenstrualDMS- DuringPostMS- AfterMONMS- Middle of NowhereI am weak and weepy during MONMS, and become a sadistic, hyper BITCH during PMS and DMS. PH34R ME.
Here's something insane. My damn period has shortened itself! It's up and decided to cut three days off! Now I'm going to spend the next few days wondering if it's going to sneak up on me when I least expect it.For crap's sake- can't I just get a regular, predictable cycle around here?
Ok... let's see...I haven't got my period yet, but I've been eating massive amounts of chocolate in the form of fudge brownies so I'm sure I'm due soon. FUCKITY FUCK.You know, I haven't heard of anybody dying of TSS lately, so I suppose we've made some success... down there. :-P It makes me sound like I'm talking about fucking Australia.Wait--if Maddox loves gratiuitous lesbians having sex while eating beef jerky, why the FUCK does he hate Ellen DeGeneres?Oh, and one more thing. HOW THE HELL AM I DATING THREE GUYS?!
Let the bitching begin!Swear, talk about tampons, and play dirty.OK topics: Mood swings, PMS, bad boyfriends, brothers & fathers & other men who just don't understand, spills & accidents, aches & pains, tampons & pads, etc.Leave it elsewhere: I hate my life and want to die, no one loves me, haha lookit my LJ!, omfgwtfxx0r ur DUM, anime, catgirls, games, social woes, my family doesn't understand me, emo ANYTHING, I love so & so soooo much, etc.Everything, obviously, has to be taken in context.And don't you DARE bitch at ME for 'dissing' anime, emo, or catgirls. I happen to like at least one of those, but this is not the place for them. This is about that squishy feeling between your legs.GO!