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I am adjusting to something new.

Ok, not exactly 'new'. I should say, I am re-adjusting to the siutation. The siutation is, I need to learn to deal with PMS on my own.

With nobody to whine to, to yell at, to play my puppy face to, to ask for hot chocolate or maccas or pancakes etc from, PMS is all of a sudden a great torture. Too great for me to handle.

Yet, I know I can do it. After all, I did it when I was much younger, didn't I?