been thinking about this quote from the Backrooms movie. I feel like it perfectly describes trying to explain this disorder to people who don’t experience it.
It’s like, when I wake up on the first day of luteal I can just feel it in my bones. I have no energy, I just want to lay in bed and snack. I can feel each pound of weight in my body and everything just feels wrong and too much.
On top of that I’m considering cancelling plans because my best friend seemed a little upset with me and now I’ve been crying ever since and just want to stay in bed and all I can think about is that they hate me now and how I should die. It’s so annoying. Hello two weeks of hell.
Update: took some extra prozac thats been prescribed to me for my pmdd and hung out with my friend and they apologized for being snippy and felt so bad when they found out they set me off. God bless pills. (They’re also super supportive and understanding of my pmdd)