Man Period

Today I felt entirely inspired to talk about a phenomenon that I feel may only effect me, but I am hoping that through this blog others might come forward so I don’t feel like a weirdo. It is the Man-Period.

 

The reason I am inspired is mine is totally in full flight – if I was a woman I would be classified as having full on PMT.

 

I am irritable – if the guy on the next desk over burps one more time I am going to jam my keyboard down his gullet and take utter delight in doing it. 

I am lazy – no gym for me today, even the thought is raising bile in my throat.

I am comfort eating – so far a dime and crunch bar down in quick succession.

I am irrational – I almost cried when the excel spreadsheet I was working on wouldn’t do what I wanted.

 

For me these occasions are bought on for no discernable reason, and they go just as easily and randomly. Normally for me they only last about a day and they are quite subtle, unless you knew me you’d probably say I was perhaps a little more quiet, reserved and a tad arch at times, I am not sobbing at my desk (yet) or throwing office furniture (close but not quite – god I’d love to).

 

On occasion I am sure it is hormonal because they are so completely random and I am just more “emotional” than usual. Normally getting me to cry would require waxing my stomach as I’m not the sort to cry, but when I am like this I almost crave it – is that weird? Do I sound like a psychopath?

 

I suppose the point of this article is for me it’s totally normal and we should all have these day, right?  

 

Oddly when I am like this the last thing I want is for people to comfort me or be kind, or ask what’s wrong, I just need to be left alone, handed a pain aux raisin or three, some jazzies, and a coke zero and allowed to retire with either a podcast or a good book. Unfortunately life often gets in the way and instead I am inflicted onto the world. So I apologise if sometimes I seem to be self-indulgently negative, but most of the time I do try to be positive.