The topic for today is blood.
On Wednesday, I got my first period since the New Year. On the whole I was relieved by this, by the proof that I haven't completely bollocksed up my body. It might sound strange to say, but it kinda felt like life again. That's what blood is, after all, isn't it? Life. It felt like that, I guess because I was already buzzing with adrenaline and floating around in 40 degree heat.
Admittedly, I feel less rejevenated and buzzy and full of life, now.
Right now, I feel like I have a six-month-build-up of hormones shattering around my tired little body.
Right now, I am crying at everything and attempting to eat the house.
I am so, so exhausted.
This will sod off soon, right?