PMT has steadily beeen getting worse and worse and it has affected me like never before.
It has amplified all my existing low moods and just taken over. I have had really horrid thoughts and have felt like a truly horrible and nasty person. My son doesn't deserve me. My OH is getting fed up with me and I need him desperately now. I have no self esteem, no confidence and I think I have something wrong with me mentally. I can't think logically, My words get mixed up, I get forgetful, I seem to change my mood like the weather, one minute up and the next down. I want to be left alone, yet I need company. I'm scared no one will want me, or want to be my friends. They are thin on the ground and sometimes I feel like I will live the rest of my life in this existence. I don't think I can cope if that is the case.
I haven't been around much on here and feel like this is cry or scream of help and support. And now I said that I feel ashamed that I have to ask for it and I am a pathetic person.
Sorry to drone on, I want the old me back.
Whatever she was? I wish I could be happy now, I had a rotten life at school and feel like I deserve some happiness.