The week before my period is such a roller coaster of negative emotions. Itβs fascinating to see how my body handles itself in and around the cycle.
Itβs like the weather and seasons. Sometimes itβs confusing but sometimes itβs predictable. The modern lifestyle is like global warming to our body.
I just feel pretty hopeless and useless today but Iβm not gonna let myself trick myself into believing I am those things. I know itβll pass.
I may feel like cardboard but cardboard has many uses. If I compare myself to a bread slice while feeling like a cardboard, itβs gonna be very berry terrible for my cardboard well-being.
Instagram feels like a soft, bouncy loaf of bread sometimes. With no room for cardboard π¦π