Sunday was the brightest day of the year, yet I felt the darkest and most hopeless that I’ve felt in a long time.
“Why am I feeling this way? Things have been seeming to go so well. Is this the start of another depressive episode?” I think to myself. When I feel the first drops of blood of my period, I feel so much relief “Ok this is only going to last a few days”
The week before my menstrual cycle and during my cycle have always been very low points for my mood. Since I’ve been feeling better over the last few months my PMS hasn’t been so extreme but this week is has been the worst in a love time. It terrifies me, I am trying to hold onto hope that this current spell is just a passing storm, but I’m afraid that my hormones are spilling over…
View original post 81 more words