Currently going through month 2 of a drug treatment that shuts down my ovaries and puts me into a chemically induced pre/menopause state.

I'm... not sure the side effects are worth going through an entire 6 months.

Hot flashes, dull headaches, random cramping and back pain - those aren't too bad. But the mood swings are ridiculous.  Right now, just one swing, straight into slight depression and giving utterly zero fucks. At a café today, one of our dishes was just terrible and I had to fight the urge to push it straight off the table and onto the floor.  Or to not pick up the plate and watch it all fall off into the aisle. 

And of course, with politics and the election and people being utter wankers about the trans bathroom issue and the tragedy in Orlando, and gun control and rape and women's issues, everything on Facebook is making me rage.

I've finally deleted the app off my phone for now, hopefully it sticks this time.  Must break the addiction.  Why can't I somehow give zero fucks about needing to see what's going on? To check up on things that I know will make me angry(er)?  Ugh.