For me, it first comes in as a wave of extreme irritability. I feel like I want to scream, punch the wall, break something; when I feel it coming on, I lock myself away, I move to a private place (ie. my bedroom, a bathroom stall, my car). I breathing starts to quicken, my legs are bouncing, I begin biting my nails, or clenching my hands into fists...sometimes, I dig my nails into my skin. My stomach begins to burn like you would not believe, I feel nauseated, like I am about to pop. And when I get to the point to where it feels like I am about to pass out, I cry...and I mean CRY. After that, it's gone, like nothing happened.
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"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
— Marilyn Monroe
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