I’m finding life quite hard, at the moment. My hormones are all over the place, and it’s making me angry, miserable, unreasonable, unhelpful and frankly vicious, sometimes in rotation, and sometimes simultaneously. Daisy’s getting the worst of it, since, unlike Kevin, she can see no reason to change her behaviour to suit.
It’s normal. It happened last time. It’s just no fun at all, and if it’s no fun for me, imagine how everyone else is finding it.