thought for the day

i forgot that without artificial hormones, PMS makes me maudlin. i'm not sure that being unable to send C to Gen Con is a viable trigger for a critique of what i've done with my life for the past ten years, but there i was last night, in tears, feeling trapped and ineffective, yet blaming myself for everything i could think of. not that it's all invalid, but stupid hormones. at least i'm not mean, nor do i suffer cramps. just tears and acne.

*sigh*