Nothing really beats menstrual pain — not even severe heartbreak.
I woke up this morning feeling a pinch in my abdomen. I knew it was going to be that time of the month again. I tried to ignore it but it just wouldn’t go away! I couldn’t even get myself out of the chair after I ate my breakfast. It was like somebody was slowly tearing away my uterus from the inside out. So, despite my eagerness to get to work this morning (yeah, right!), I just decided to stay at home. I spent the entire morning in bed, not moving and just feeling the pain on every nerve. I couldn’t remember a time when I’ve felt worse… well, there was actually one time back in law school when it was also because of dysmenorrhea that I threw up. But my point is, this kind of pain is real. After all, they say that true heartbreak lasts only for five minutes — after that, it’s just pure self-indulgence. But this pain – menstrual pain – lasts for one whole day, not to mention its definitely not the kind you’d want to indulge in. And there’s no getting around it, like going out with friends, getting lost in a gallon of ice cream or having a make-over.
I’d like to sound melodramatic and poetic by saying that “pain makes me grow” but I don’t think so. This kind of pain just makes me wanna throw up. Aargh!
