SmathySublime

PMDD ruined my career, my marriage, most of my friendships, my relationships with my family - everything.

And it keeps ruining it all over and over and over again. I want OFF this ride.

I've seen so many doctors about it. Misdiagnosed with depression more times than I can count. About 5yrs ago I finally figured out what it was and tried to get treatment, which has been a nightmare in itself.

I have a blood clotting disorder, so I cannot take birth control meds.

I reacted so badly to SSRIs that they did genetic testing on me and discovered that I lack the enzymes to metabolise them. Like, ALL OF THEM. My doctor said she had never seen anything like it.

So then we tried estrogen

! O-Irving's job is being undercover at Lumen. Either for a government agency, interest group, as a journalist or even as a PI for a family looking for information about a loved one. The last one might be less likely, given how long he's been there.

That's why he didn't tell Milchick about his experience during the OTC.

That's why he's happy to go back after being fired, even though he clearly doesn't trust them.

That's why he seems the sharpest of them all, his observation and deduction skills are head and shoulders above his peers. I know some people said military, but it doesn't feel quite right to me.

That's why he was sending messages to his innie. Perhaps the image of the e

This is the busiest I’ve seen Dreamworld all year, which isn't surprising given the time of year and the opening of Rivertown. Arriving at 11.30, their huge car park was completely full. I can’t imagine how the lines must have been at opening, I was pretty glad to avoid all that. Today I was with my daughter, whose wristband measurement came in at 119.5cm, a hair's breadth from 120cm, the height needed for Gold Coaster, Giant Drop, Claw and Shockwave as well as the ability to solo ride on Flyer or drive the bumper or vintage cars. She is desperately eating her vegetables to try and be 120cm before the Claw closes for good sometime near the end of January.

Jungle Rush

I rode Jungle Rush

And all I can do is look at her and think "there is nothing - NOTHING- I can think of that you could do that would make me want to hit you"

And that is the first time I have ever truly felt and understood that what happened to me as a kid wasn't somehow my fault - that I wasn't actually a bad/difficult kid who brought it on myself. I didn't deserve it. I've spent 30 years thinking I did.