Showing posts with label ride the rage. Show all posts
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Sunday, 23 June 2013

Ride The Rage

My Boerewors was working from home a while ago, and I decided to call home to see what he’s up to.   He mentioned that he’d been watching Dr Oz on telly that they were discussing Perimenopausal Rage

He mentioned that he thought I had many, if not, most of the symptoms!

1. Severe moods swings in minutes.
2. Out of proportion anger
3. PMS on steroids

Apparently, it’s like crying over a soppy advert one minute, and exploding like the 4th of July fireworks, because someone opened the oven half way through cooking yer chocolate souffle.

You know, the general above- and- beyond your everyday feelings.

Yeah, my husband thinks I have this.

At first my response was;  are you fekkin high?  Cheeky pig, telling me I’m menopausal. I’ll show him what fekking perimenopausal rage is all about!  What’s wrong with you? I’m only 41 I can’t be menopausal! 

If I have this syndrome, then I’ve been suffering from fekkin perimenopausal rage my entire bloody life.

I’m explosive and am totally unpredictable. Just how a ginger Scots lass should be, right?

Then I read up on the syndrome and the symptoms …. and you know what? 

There maybe some truth in what my Boerewors is telling me. 

Sweating one minute, and freezing my tits off the next. Giggling uncontrollably one minute, and sobbing my eyes out the next. 

All this and you have NO control over it.  Yeah, sounds about right...

However, it’s frustrating, confusing and the after-explosion-guilt is dreadful. It’s like riding an emotional roller-coaster. And you know how much I love a bit of an Adrenalin rush.  However, this is one roller-coaster I do NOT want to ride.

I guess my hormones are seriously fucked up.

There doesn't seem to be much hope for me.

Lets Ride the Rage!

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