My sixth grade teacher, Ms. Wild, once explained to her entire class that once every month or so, she’d get irrationally moody. We had this conversation in the context of the “your bodies are growing and going through a lot of changes right now” lesson. I remember thinking that if she was self-aware enough to recognize irrational moodiness for what it was, that it seemed to me that it would be easy enough to just override those spells. Snort.
I’ve been going through a bit of a grumpy spell lately. I think part of it has been hormonal, sure, but part of it is just that I’ve been a bit exhausted. The thing is, as aware as I’ve been of it, as hard as I’ve tried to shake myself out of this funk… it persists. Today I tried to walk it off. Get some air. And it worked for a minute or two, but then it came back.
Let me just say that it sucks to watch yourself being a bitch for almost no reason. It’s like a really crappy out of body experience.
Sigh.
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