I don't know what it is, but I HATE that time of the month. There are likely deep psychological reasons that I have not yet even begun to approach and are intimately related to my dad's general assholeness. But even on a very superficial level. I get bloated--yick--and there is a substantial level of inconvenience and for a couple days, I just feel like crap. My stomach and back ache, worse than bulimia stomach cramps and vomiting neck cramps.
I hate my midsection anyway, this only makes me want to cut it off all the more.
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