Tuesday, 14 August 2012

Grumpy, frumpy, teary & tired

And that's on a good day.

I stopped going to the gym when my son moved home because I couldn't afford it any more.  That is true but it is also a bit of an excuse if I'm really honest.  That makes me grumpy.

And surprise, surprise, I've put back on all the weight I lost. And now I look frumpy.

I'm still really bloated and have a constant feeling of a period just about to happen, which doesn't, so I have got all that horrible premenstrual buildup without the release.  Go on, guess what that makes me.  Yep, teary.  At the slightest thing.  I'm having little meltdowns all over the place.  I'm normally pretty stoic about stuff, but lately everything seems overwhelming and I get a panicky feeling like I'm only treading water and about to go under.  My heart beats too fast and my imagination runs riot.  I find I'm buying into the MSM rhetoric of doom and gloom and starting to believe that the sky really is falling.  The logical part of me (and there is one, she's just sitting right at the very back, glancing up occasionally, raising an eyebrow at all the carry-on up the front) knows I'm being ridiculous but I seem to be a slave to my emotions and hormones right now and let me tell you, I don't like it one little bit.

And tired.  Don't talk to me about tired.  I am tired so deep in my bones.  It reminds me of the tiredness of very early pregnancy (I recall falling asleep at my desk at work when I was around 7 weeks' pregnant).  I never seem to be able to sleep long enough or deep enough.  Everything aches when I get up (I think we need a new mattress).

And I whinge.  All the time. Like this post is nothing but one long whinge.

I need to remember that in the broader context, I'm an exceptionally privileged white woman living in a country with one of the strongest economies in the world at the moment and that all this perimenopausal wailing and gnashing of teeth is nothing but a First World Problem.  I need to shame myself out of this self-indulgent fug.

I am off on holidays in one week.  I am going to try really hard not to be any of the four things in this post title, I really am, but I can't guarantee I will succeed.

About the only thing I am sure of at the moment is that I really, really need a holiday.

how I wish I looked when I cry

What I really look like when I cry


  1. Madame, I hear you sister! What is with the emotional rollercoaster all of a sudden? I can go from happy normal me to hysterical blubbering neurotic in a nano-second. I have actually lost weight recently, which is good right? Would be if I had wanted to, but no, its happened because I have high cholesterol.High effing cholesterol. Isn't that an old persons disease? It sounds like one.
    So nothing nice for me.No butter, no cream, no chocolate, nothing deep fried, no good tasting stuff. Makes me grumpy.
    And the tired thing! I have taken to having nanna naps to try and cope. Nanna naps!! What is happening to me?
    Do you think there's just a little chance that we expect too much of ourselves? Are we our own worst enemies? Are we so used to having to cope with and manage everything thrown at us, that we think we have failed if we don't?
    Maybe we just need to remember how incredibly awesome (and hot) we are. And cut ourselves some slack. Cant hurt can it?
    Oh and the holiday will be the best thing ever.

  2. I know.......i know ....i know......i hear ya sister..Cant stop bloody crying its like everything and everyone is out not to help me .....give me a hard time and......dont even go near the money question ......everyone some ..and ive got nuthin !! off work till i have an op ...and probs maybe after for at least 12 months..yep..whinge ...whinge ........i hear ya sister !!

  3. How did your holiday go? Those feelings and emotions might be the cause of your peri-menopausal symptoms. I'm sure you can overcome those as long as you take proper medications. Try to do some exercise again to help you get fit, or have a proper and balance diet. I suggest you eat food that are high in antioxidants, along with taking your essential vitamins.

  4. Agree with all of it! I'm wondering how to stop being such a grumpy bitch that my family all give up on me completely. But the crying pictures gave me such a laugh it actually made me feel a bit better!

    1. Very happy to have given you a laugh, Ms Anonymous! I still haven't worked out how to stop being a grumpy bitch either although Himself is becoming very familiar with "The Look" nowadays, which is a pretty good warning to STFU and GTFU out of my way. Bless his heart.

      Solidarity sister!


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