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Today was a very off day. I woke up annoyed. I started a fight with my husband over nothing... I even told him I had a dream that he left me and took all our dogs and ran off and became a bodybuilder. Which isn't even true. I didn't dream that. Wtf? 

Then. I had a mental breakdown day full of crying one second and then wanting hugs the next. 

Then my period came and it kinda explained it all. 

Let down. Still annoyed. Tired. Sore. Over it.

It's 7pm and I'm in bed.

134 days. Today was tough. My brain sucks.