It’s been hard in the past few days. I’ve been crying lots and working little.
I think we should talk more about PMS, because it can be very depressive. When it hits hard, I have days when I open my eyes in the morning and feel a pressure on my chest that doesn’t leave me alone, not for a single waking moment. For days. I feel lonely. I don’t feel like getting up from bed. I cry for no reason (or all the reasons). I take deep breaths every few minutes, but I still feel like I’m gasping for air. I try to exercise, eat well, get myself back, but the pressure goes away when it goes away. I don’t have control over it.
In those days, Instagram is not a friend, so I disappear.
The pressure has finally left. I’m breathing again.