Lordy. Last week was an adventure. My body desperately needed to come off the birth control, this is a good thing. My body hated me last week.
I felt nauseous. I felt like crap. Headaches. Stomach pains. It was like my body was beating me up for not giving me the hormones that it was used too. Throwing a temper tantrum.
My emotions have been insane. High, low. Laughing to crying in a split second. Angry to sad. Roller coaster of crazy. My skin, however, has held up. I’ve been also trying to take care of it a bit better… aka washing it on a more regular basis. I’m so lazy when it comes to that. I know that my face needs it, and it’s better for my skin, but I’m like ahh, I can do it tomorrow. I’ve been lucky that my face has been ok with that… but now that I don’t have the birth control to help even that out, I might soon be break out city.
This week my body is much better, not trying to kill me quite so much, but my emotions are still all over the place. My mom (not so) jokingly said that she thought being on birth control made girls moody, but you’re worse off it. Ha-ha, thanks Mom. But it is true. I cry at commercials, movies, tv, life. Everything.
All I have to say is Thank G I’m not sick anymore.
xoxo
