So, how do you deal with your lunar days? We all get them. With “we”, I mean the ones who are blessed with the female gender.
Our beloved lunar days, they come once every four weeks. For some of us they come with the physical clues. We wake up and feel somewhat not as usual, we go to the bathroom and then there is the ahhhh it’s that time again. The physical clues bring the realization and the “home free card”. We walk through life (at least some of my friends do) saying “I’m PMSing what is your problem. In today’s world, PMS give us girls the license to do anything and everything. We turn into the raging lunatics and believe we have every right to do so. In the old days women probably weren’t as compelled to draw attention to it out of fear for being burned at the stake.
For others lunar days come without physical evidence. Either due to stress, being underweight or due to some lovely implant. For me, I rarely get them but when I do, they come with vengeance. The problem is when there is no physical evidence you realize you are a total lunatic and it takes time to figure out why.
I have been a raging lunatic all weekend. This time it took me a total of two days to figure out what the bloody hell was wrong with me and by that time I did, I was totally of the rockers. In a span of 15 minutes I went through every human emotion possible. That is from flaming mad with lighting blots shooting out of my eyeballs to the sobbing petty me.
I made through Saturday and Sunday without doing anything majorly stupid. Well, I resigned to buying cigarettes and smoked like there was no tomorrow. I made the mistake of not locking my cell phone away but other than that I did OK. I kept myself busy with studying, doing endless mind numbing tests and added three more painting to my collection.
However, this morning I couldn’t get up. I had no reason to get up. I didn’t have anything on my schedule to sustain my life so to speak. I didn’t have a job to go to. True I have a number of projects but with these projects may become fruitful in months or years so why bother. We want instant return. Going back to the emerging neurosciences post, this morning the status was missing to get me out of bed and be functional. Will power isn’t there if you have the monster lurking underneath.
My cell phone was ringing non-stop and finally at around noon I picked up one of the calls. The person at the other end said “Hi how are you” and at that moment I lost it. All the emotions, everything I tried to keep in check during the weekend became unraveled and I let go “How I am? You want to know how I am. I’m telling you one thing, this whole thing about Garden of Even. This whole thing about women being punished with child labor pains is a bunch of BS. If G-d is omniscient, omnipotent and omnipresent then he would have known that we are going to come up with painkillers and epidural anesthetic. Hence this concludes that if there is a G-d and that G-d is omniscient, omnipotent and omnipresent he/she/it gave women PMS as the punishment”.
The person on the other end answer “well I actually was just calling to wish you Happy Hanukkah and wanted to know if I could borrow the CD we talked about, however it appears you are no having a good day. What to talk about it”
No, not really there was nothing to talk about it. I was just a raging lunatic. I ended up getting up and kept myself busy still the monster was trying to push through.
Depression is an interesting thing. Today I realized for the first time how closely related depression and anger really is. I’m also starting to believe that PMS isn’t really that big of a problem unless you have other issues going on. During your lunar days you are more prone to lose control. I’m not really sure why. Looking at it biologically our body is gearing up to its most fertile days. So is it possible that men are more attracted to raging lunatics?