Okay don't get mad at me for not responding to what everybody else said... I just hafta get this crap out of my head now before it explodes and my computer nook is covered in my brains!
I started getting the shot in March or April, right? So first, it's that I bleed nonstop and can't be even remotely intimate with my husband for MONTHS ON END. So that SUCKED. A LOT. And it finally stops, and I don't get my stupid period anymore, which is just fine by me. I don't want to have the cramps, don't want the pain, really don't want the blood clots the size of my stupid fists. Don't want that anymore! And so now it's all gone, and I don't get it anymore, which is great. Except now when I actually DO anything with my husband... how do I put this bluntly without being gross, chickies? Death valley? Yeah, that'll do, I guess. Or a drought in Seattle, whatever. So then I feel bad because it just doesn't work, and I feel guilty, like it's my own fault (which it isn't...), and then he thinks that I don't want him, and that's not true, and it basically creates just a crappy fight over something totally stupid and uncontrollable. And if we just go ahead and do it anyway, it hurts like **** and I have no fun at all, and he feels bad because he wants me to feel good, and it's not fair that one of us does and the other is in pain or whatever. IT SUCKS! I'm 22 freaking years old, and this kind of thing isn't supposed to annoy the crap out of me until I'm 45 or 50 and in the throws of menopause, right?! GAH! I don't know what to do.
I feel guilty as **** because in my mind, it has to be my own fault (I am a perfectionist to the Nth), even though logically and realistically, it ISN'T my fault, and it's a normal, common side effect from the stupid shot. UGH! I don't want to feel guilty for something I have no control over, and I don't want my poor husband to feel like dirt because he thinks it's his fault or that I don't love him or something. Honestly, I just want to make him happy, and I know that's what he wants, too. I feel like crap.
