I'm one of those "I'll start tomorrow!" types. I've been about to start tomorrow for a year now. (That's why I was here for a bit, then dropped off the face of the boards for quite some time.
)Right now, though, I'm saying "I'll start Sunday!" Why Sunday? That's when I start the new pack of pills. It's PMS week right now and I'm on the pill to manage my severe PMS symptoms (it's actually called PMDD, in my case).
When I'm cramping and I'm feeling depressed and craving sugar like OhMyGodINeedToHaveItNow... it's like I watch myself walk to the freezer and pull out the package of peanut butter cups that DH-to-be put in there for himself and I see myself unwrapping them and devouring them all. And then I watch myself pour bowl after bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch, followed by a popsicle, followed by a glass of orange juice.
And then I go and cry because [cue evil uterus voice] oh my God, I cannot BELIEVE what a horrible person you are. Look what you just ate! How disgusting. DH-to-be reassures me all the time that he still loves me no matter what I look like (and he did love me just as much when I was 30 pounds heavier) and that eating "bad" food does not make me a horrible person and that I'm going to get through this.
I know he's right. But when it's THAT time of the month it's so hard to listen to him. I guess this post didn't really have a point.. I'm just wondering if maybe someone out there knows how it feels.




Maybe find a doctor who will listen to you? No one knows what causes PMS/PMDD and the medications out there are really just a temporary kind of thing that treat symptoms for a while but not the underlying cause, but there are options.
Shall we say Donna it's a VERY interesting time of our lives... Have you read The Wisdom of Menopause by Christiane Northrup, M.D.... Great read!

