It's been one of those weeks where it started out okay and then my old friend "PMS" came to visit and it ended on sort of a bad note. I feel like I turn into a very different person when "PMS" is here. I sure hope only women read my blog:) Anyway, it seems that the older I get the more I understand it and can separate "PMS" from "Me". However, it does not change the fact that reality completely changes for me when he's here. And there is no one who can tell me differently at the time. I am so much more emotional and irritated and things affect me so much more deeply when he visits. I can swear that no one truly cares or understands me. And then just a couple of days later I am completely calm and feeling loved and understood again. It is as if I was somewhere entirely different for a few days and now I am back. I really do feel sorry for "My Man". He gets the brunt of it. He is always steady and does not let it get to him, although I figure he must silently pray that it will pass ....soon! So, I just have to remember that there is Me and there is PMS. We are two very different people. I used to think we were one and the same because I used to feel that way pretty much all of the time and I could not tell where his visits started and when they ended. Wow! That was a very frustrating number of years....yes, years! But here I am now feeling and seeing the complete separation of the two. Thank goodness. I really look forward to the day that PMS is so far away from me that I can hardly remember what he was like. We don't make a good pair and I really wish he would get the clue and leave me alone for good! But for some reason he still thinks I like his monthly visits. Someone seriously needs to tell him to go away and not come back. Will you?.....please?