Two Things I Hate About Being Female

1. Periods. Periods periods periods. They suck. I mean, it's not enough that I wake up once a month to find that, wahey, it's started and by the way and I have to soak my sheets, again, the hormonal changes really unbalance me. To the point that I a. can't eat because I'm so nauseous and b. am more horny than usual and can't do shit about it. So. Periods suck, and the only reason I'm putting up with them instead of dropping the pills and going back to my natural has-a-period-once-every-six-months is because I'm pretty sure that that is even less healthy than the artificially-induced non-ovulatory periods I get on the pill.

2. Boobs. Not all boobs, not even all big boobs. Just mine in particular. I used to exercise a lot more than I do now, and I used to like it. And then I got boobs. I am fully aware that if I lose the pounds my doctor wants to me lose, they will shrink and probably not be as big a pain, but I have my mother's entire family to show that it will not do much, I am stuck with really painfully large boobs for reasons of Genetics. I am fully aware that if I got underwired bras, they would probably help with the lower back pain, but the thing about underwiring is that it is freaking uncomfortable, and chafes. I want A-cups. I used to have A-cups. I want my A-cups back now, thanks.

Whoo, I feel better now. Ranting is your-audience-might-not-listen-but-at-least-you-feel-better love.