Before anyone says anything, yes, I am going to call my doctor next week.
I’ve never had PMS. I’ve been fairly regular with my periods, normal normal boring normal.
Now that I’ve hit the ripe old age of 40, I’ve noticed something the last six months that has me a bit concerned. In the few days before my period starts, I’ll descend into the black pit of despair. I feel like my entire life is hopeless, pointless, joyless, whatever other -less you can think of.
I finally told my husband about it last night. I think I finally figured out it’s got something to do with the onset of my period. The last week or so I’ve been on a screaming mission to find a new job. Get out get out get the hell out now. I can’t stand it anymore, I’m going to go crazy. But now, it’s like my equilibrium is back, and while I’m getting a bit tired of the shenanigans, it’s not a crisis anymore.
I also told him something that I’ve never ever done before. I don’t know where it came from. But a couple of months ago, I was in such a black pit I took my knitting scissors and scratched up the inside of my arm, from my wrist to my elbow. Looking back, I have no idea why I did it, other than I was hurting emotionally so bad I wanted something else to hurt so the emotional wouldn’t hurt so much. Does that make sense? I’ve never done anything like that before, and right this second I can’t comprehend doing it again.
I don’t know if it’s pre-menopause or what, but I’ve also had an extremely light period this month. I’ve noticed for the past year or so I’m down to one heavy day, but this week it was like I didn’t even need to bother protecting my underwear.
So, middle-aged lady Dopers…similar experiences? And yes, I will call my doctor next week. I just had a physical in September, and except for some cholesterol I need to get under control, everything was normal.