For the past few days I have added something about being hormonal to many of the comments I have made. Since it appears that I am the only one who is talking about this, I feel a responsibility to address the issue.
PMS is real. There I said it. I am sure that some of you feminists might be out there thinking that I am exaggerating the condition. Some women might be embarrassed that I am even talking about it. Some women are probably thinking that it is about time someone said something. All men are thinking…I am glad it wasn’t me who said that. I’m not ready to die.
This is the thing ladies…everyone who has gone through puberty, knows that this is real. Why we don’t shout it out from the rooftops is beyond me. As long as we pretend we don’t have it, nothing can be done about it. I propose that we start a “PMS is real, please lock me up” campaign. I want society to recognize this huge problem so they can add wards to their mental institutions where we could go. To be alone in a locked, padded room when PMS’y would be…I don’t know… THE GREATEST THING EVER!
No men, women, or children around to annoy us. We wouldn’t even have to cook. Screaming, crying, hitting the walls, laughing hysterically would be, not only acceptable…it would be normal! This denial of the problem is crap. I have a problem…I am like a drunk driver begging you to take the keys… A druggie showing you her stash… A bird with a broken wing… I don’t know, but it is inhumane for you to just ignore this. Do something! Lock me up! It is only for a week or two…maybe I can stretch it…
Anyway, I am starting to get depressed about my lack of a padded room, so I am making a form for you to voice your opinion: