Hormone-cidal Rage

Hormones, female hormones have to be an instrument of Satan.  I can totally understand how they can be considered as part of the curse.  You know the curse!  It's the curse of all women for Even eating of the fruit.  You gain knowledge but there's a price.  

Okay, I am peri-menopausal.  I suspected  that I was hormonal at some point today.  I am overwhelmed.  I have things cooking on all fronts.  It's all good and all stressful.  I think you understand how that goes.  I'm not complaining.  I'm in a transitional place.  I have been trying to move out of my comfort zones in order to grow.  Growth can sometimes provide new opportunities and being uncomfortable.  Add some hormones to this mix and there is need of much... cookies.  No, that's not it.  Chocolate, droves of chocolate is what is needed!!!  Yes!!!  No...  Why am I so hungry?  It's like I'm afraid of never eating again.  Feed me carbs and cheese.  Feed me éclairs and some cheese Danish.  I can't even consume gluten.  I do have some Butter Pecan in the freezer... FOCUS!   

There are days that I wish that these hormones would just make me peckish.  There are times when an exhaustion crawls into my bones. I am tired and my bones ache.  Then there are times when there is a sadness, or a heaviness.  Anger is a welcome distraction to the sadness that can come with Pre-menstrual Syndrome or PMS.  I find that there are moments that I'm anxious.  So... what I would recommend is broccoli.  Broccoli is a natural mood-stabilizer.  I recommend taking a walk.  I recommend the best thing of them all.  Do not go to your best friend.  Do not go to your spouse.  Do not vent to a co-worker. Take it all and bring it to Jesus.  Bring it all to Jesus because He cares for you (I Peter 5:7).  

And people who live with people who have hormones?   I would suggest you pray for them too.  They need all of the prayer they can get.  Just... don't tell them that.  You know what?  Don't tell them that I told you to do it.  Just tell Jesus and let Him settle everything.  This way, no one gets hurt.  That's all for now.  Praise the Lord!