over it

I'm over it. I'm over periods and hormones. I'm over people and places. I'm over jobs and careers. I'm over cooking and cleaning. I'm over it. My skin is freaking out from having to wear this ridiculous amount of makeup. And probably from having a period again so soon. I know i said I was going to use this as a journal not just for venting, but really that's what it's become. Chalk that up on the LONG list of failures.