PMS

I hate PMS. I feel so edgy, snappy, and moody. I hate how I treat my husband, my son, the dogs, and my students. I don't think rationally either. I question why I married, why I had a child, and even sometimes why I am alive. One of the many things I liked about being pregnant was that I didn't have PMS. I feel like my emotions are more balanced pregnant.

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