One of the worst things about getting hormonal each month is, even when you know you’re in the midst of it, forgetting for a moment that you are hormonal and suddenly feeling like the entire world is against you and everything is Just Too Hard. I feel terrible, my head is full of cotton wool, my body is heavy, I’m probably dying. Arg. That thing on the internet is beautiful and everyone is making beautiful things except for me. I don’t even know what I want to do with my life. Everyone else seems so motivated and I just want to sleep. I will never succeed. I will just go round and round on a hamster wheel of doom until –
Oh. That’s right. It’s that time of the month.
All those things are plainly ridiculous.
Maybe I’ll shut the computer and crochet for a while instead. Still working on the blanket, but it’s quite meditative, which is just what I need.