
I HATE being on the pill. It makes me cranky, moody, and fat and it's just the worst. I think it's totally unfair that women hold the brunt of responsibility when it comes to birth control in longterm relationships and the fact that the pill is the least evil of all my options pisses me off even further. Did I mention the pill makes me CRAZY MOODY?! Last night I picked a fight with Drew because he was watching too much baseball and wouldn't let me watch The Real Housewives of NYC. "Why can you watch 4 hours of baseball five times a week and I can't watch one Real Housewives of NYC marathon just once?" I wailed. And now that I think about it, um, I'm kind of right, right? But regardless of who was right (me), the whole issue probably didn't warrant hours of tears, which I am ashamed to admit was sort of the case. (But, seriously, I was right, wasn't I?). At any rate, I think it might be time for me to switch to a lower-dose pill at the very least, and maybe get this while I'm at it: a cute carrying case. I mean, if I'm going to be crazy, I might as well get something good out of it. Well, besides the reason I'm on the pill in the first place...
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