Living with PMDD has been a pain in the ass. Every friggin month the outrageous monster comes out. Irrational and plain psycho amongst a million of other word I could use to describe this maddening curse.
Ask my family, when "blue sweater" comes, life in our house becomes a treaturous land mine they are forced to blindly navigate. There is no way to predict the kind of atmoshere they will be faced with, unless you pay close attention the the calendar and the lunar phases. What kid do you know that does that? Hell I have a tough time keeping track of it until I am already in the midst of its dark cloak. By then it is swallowing my happiness, my sanity. Every month without fail it settles in to our home for its normal 2-3 week everything upside down and ever changing the rules are ever changing as well as the atmospheric mood around me.
