We’ve all been a victim of PMS. For women, it’s that feeling of lethargy, mixed with anger, and a dash of sadness. These mixed emotions are frustrating as we prepare for Aunt Flo’s eminent arrival which, by the way, is an additional week of headache! Men, pay attention. PMS is the cycle where you’ll see us become walking contradictions. One minute we’re smothering you with affection and the next minute, we’re yelling at you for not saying ‘I love you’ within two seconds. But, let me explain… Women, have it hard.
Here’s what a day with PMS is like.
8:00 AM: We’re sleeping like a princess.
We don’t even know what’s coming for us at that point. We’re snoozing our alarm clock and squeezing in more beauty rest like it’s a normal day.
8:15 AM: Something’s a little off.
Hmm… It might not be anything. So we brush it off. Until 8:30 AM.
8:30 AM: We realize that we have no clothes. Nothing fits.
Okay, either we gained ten pounds in one day or our clothes shrunk. Even our favorite jeans look hideous during PMS week! Gross.
9:15 AM: We’re trying to hold it together.
We know it’s PMS when our morning starts off irritating for no reason. So, we’re trying to keep it together by staying silent for the rest of the day. Maybe, if no one bothers us, we’ll get through the day.
10:00 AM: We get emotional about the little things. Even coffee.
Our work best friend knows something’s off so they offer something to assist us through these trying times. Why are we crying over coffee again?
11:00 AM: We’re easily insulted.
It doesn’t matter if you’re Mother Theresa, if you ask us to do something, we will give you an attitude. Uh-uh. No today. We’re bloated, emotional, and hungry.
12:30 PM: Lunch with the work BFF.
PMS is like a bad case of hangry except, there’s no guarantee we’ll be less aggravated after eating.
1:00 PM: We’re walking like Beyonce.
We’re a queen, and we got ourselves together like me, myself and I.
1:15 PM: Psyche.
It’s only 1:15 PM. Can this day be any longer?! There should be a week off for women suffering from PMS because all we want to do is curl up in bed and think about our sad life.
3:15 PM: We’re not having a bad day after all!
No, really. This smile we have on is genuine. What a pretty day filled with rainbows and butterflies.
3:45 PM: This is what a 10-minute break looks like.
In a duration of ten minutes we managed to eat a pint of icecream while simultaneously took a hard look at our life bad life choices.
4:45 PM: We can’t take it anymore.
We don’t even know why we’re crying, honestly. But it’s giving us the feels.
5:15 PM: Food is the only companion that truly understands what we’re going through.
Can we marry food?
6:00 PM: Hanging out with the boyfriend! He always makes everything feel better.
He’s seriously the best man alive.
6:30 PM: Boyfriend just insulted us right now.
How dare they say, we look good in our sweatpants? Like, if they really thought we looked like a hippoe, they should’ve just said it! WTH!?!?!?!?!?!
What Every Man Looks Like During Their Girlfriend’s PMS:
Defeated. But we mean, all the hints and clues were there. Why couldn’t they figure out?! Ugh!
7:00 PM: Life isn’t fair.
None of our clothes fit. We’re hungry. We’re depressed. We’re happy. We’re sad. We’re everything but content.
8:00 PM: Everything hurts.
9:00 PM: At the end of the day, we’re trying to keep it together, but nothing in our body wants to cooperate.
Nope. Nope. Nope.
The Next Day: