Sensible Cosmo “Cosmo, don’t you dare say a word. Seriously, I Mean it! You are just feeling emotional and taking things WAY to personal. See if you feel the same way tomorrow.”
Hormone Crazed Cosmo “But it’s just one little question, what’s the big deal? I’m just curious. I won’t get upset or mad”
Sensible Cosmo “NO! This is a Mistake! You Always regret it later! SHUT UP!”
Hormone Crazed Cosmo “It’s not such a big deal… it a small question. And I will feel this way tomorrow, so I should go ahead and get it over with. We will work it out & make lots of whoppi”
Sensible Cosmo ”Are you CRA-ZY?! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!”
Hormone Crazed Cosmo ” But….”
Sensible Cosmo “Zip IT! Zip! IT! Remember what happened last month. Just go to sleep!”
Hormone Crazed Cosmo “That was a one time thing”
Sensible Cosmo “ZIP…”
Out Loud Cosmo says to her BF while they are lying in bed “Do you appreciate when I do things for you?”
Sensible Cosmo “I told you to FUCKING SHUT UP! Did you listen? NO!”
Hormone Crazed Cosmo “It won’t be bad… you will see”
BF “What are you talking about? Do you think I don’t appreciate you? Why do you think that?....”
….A few minutes of conversation has passedBF “So you think I don’t care about you?”So there ya have it… the rollercoaster of PMS. It happens to me EVERY month. I KNOW I have emotional moments and that I am better off just keeping my mouth shut, but it NEVER seems to work out that way. It’s like I can’t control what comes out of my mouth. Somehow the conversation seems to turn (on a dime) from the price of chicken to how things are not going well in our relationship.
It’s like a god dammed rollercoaster. I try, really TRY to NOT get on that rollercoaster, but it’s like some unforeseen force pushes me. This force (lets call it the Pain In the Fucking Ass Hormone. PITFAH for short), says “Cosmo, your life has been too normal and great, it’s time to throw some unnecessary drama in the mix”
I hate the PITFAH! I shake my fist at the PITFAH! The PITFAH is what makes me yell at the Chinese take out lady because she didn’t give my soy sauce right away or makes me want to sell my own soul for Chocolate.
The good news is, I now know the PITFAH exists. I just need to figure out how to control this mad, mad, beast!PITFAH “What did you mean when by the commit “I was pretty good” last month?”FUCKING PITFAH! You’re EVIL!!!Hormone Crazed Cosmo