Relationship Status: I Think I'm An Alcoholic

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Not really but it feels like it...

Hellooooo! It's gloomy, it's Monday and us common folks needed to work. I've been on a drinking spree since last Wednesday after the pizza incident and it sounds way more intense than what it's been. The wildest night consisted of five beers, so, it's not that bad. Is that something an alcoholic would've said?
Do you feel that after your period is over, you start overanalyzing your life? Specifically, your life decisions? Was it pushed by THAT pimple on my nose? Yes, that one that decided to visit after the blood fest came to an end. Has it gotten worse since I discovered the Post Menstrual Syndrome? Like, yeah, now it has a name and it's something real so it will be an excuse. Is it the weather? I'm currently in Cincinnati, Ohio and I don't think it will ever get warm. It's either snow, rain or both with an average of 30 something degrees. Afterall, it has been confirmed that weather has a negative effect on your emotions, so might as well blame it on that.
Let's go back to the overanalyzing. I'm on that point where I'm tired of fighting, of being borderline psychotic and mad at the world. I'm just frustrated. Plain and simple. How do you move forward from that point? Feeling overwhelmed by your own thoughts and not knowing how to proceed. Why do women always need to accommodate or make adjustments in order to have "happy" relationships? Why are we molded to be a "certain" way so men can accept us?  Do I have unrealistic expectations? When did the word Expectations become something bad or negative?  And when did I start to sound like Miss Carrie Bradshaw? Having expectations is not a bad thing. You don't need to settle for something you're not comfortable with or believe in just because you are scared of what will happen.
Man, I hate days like this! This defies all the purpose of the blog but at the same time, shows a little bit of humanity in me. Which I hate, by the way. I want to conclude by saying I'm not an alcoholic nor funny all the time (I know, it's hard to believe). I'm currently in an existential limbo and it feels like I'm not using all my potential to get out of it. This brings the anxiety, the overthinking and the unnecessary drama. In my ideal world, being upset over a pizza sounds perfect right now. But it is what it is.

P.S Sorry for being all Debbie Downer. 

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