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I think I have emotions again

Solitude

I use an app to track my periods (Sorry, boys.) because they’ve been inconsistent over the past few years. My app is pretty cool because it allows me to track my moods and my symptoms. For the record, I have PCOS and high testosterone. Along with this wonderful (ya, right) condition, I get daily acne, hot flashes, and irritability. (Thus the symptom tracker) I’m even balding. Fantastic. My go-to’s these days are 10% benzoyl peroxide gel, a fan at my office desk, and a mixture of zinc and biotin that my doctor says will help the balding after six months. To be honest, the more I type, the more I want to cry. It’s so very miserable but it’s also embarrassing. Balding? I’m a lady!

I also have a mild case of hypochondria, which I think I’m controlling quite well thank you very much.

Last week as I was tracking my moods, I noticed a shift from “irritable”, “fatigued”, “I want to blow someone up” to “crying”, “clear headed”, “happy”. What?! Is this ME? 

For three or four days I was crying quite a bit at night but during the day (when it mattered most/aka, when I earn my paycheck) I was clear headed and happy. Once again I noticed how gorgeous the mountains in the horizon were and I was able to focus on getting stuff done at work. It was nice for a change. It was quite a change though. I can’t speak as an expert on PCOS but I am discovering the difficulties of living with this condition. It’s not at all fun. Having high levels of testosterone messes with your emotions and in my case, I felt like I turned into the Hulk. For me to now cry over seeing a kitten or have a melt down over seeing wedding pictures…it feels normal (again). That’s my normal. It just feels strange after such a long departure.

Welcome back, tears. You have actually been missed.

photo by: Aleera*

Cats

Painting, anyone?Boo and his strange sleeping positions

Oh, now the drawers are empty, Mom!

Everyone on the Internet loves cats. It’s the only place people with allergies can enjoy them. And they do. And why not? Cats are smart, they’re independent and they’re super goofy. I really need to set up a Cat TV to show you what my cats do when I get home from work. They are incredibly funny, especially Molly, who greets me every morning with a new mess. Usually the same mess that I’ve cleaned up the day before, but she’s got a routine. Every night when I’m in bed sleeping, she proceeds to open cupboards and drawers in the kitchen, and then the drawers around my bed. Sometimes she even pulls all the clothes out of the drawers and gets inside to sleep. WTF, kitty?

Someone's feet-in the (now) empty drawersSometimes they're just bad kitties...and make these kinds of messes...over and over and over. It's like they're bored, but they can't really be that bored. I think it's more of the fact that they are just ASSHOLES and love seeing me clean things up...again and again...and again.I hid the kitty toys in here. Bad idea.

But look at those eyes. Who can resist? No matter how much of an asshole she is, I’ll always love her.
And then sometimes they just become incredibly adorable and cuddly (with each other mostly, but sometimes with me). Or if I’m having a bad day, Boo always comes to lay next to me and purr. It’s kind of awesome how they know…

Molly's infamous "tongue out" sleeping position

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