I have the worst case of PMS today, but it doesn’t come in the form of mood swings, it manifests as extreme tiredness and a complete lack of concentration. I have spent most of the day in bed sleeping, and when awake, wishing I were sleeping and trying to stay awake.

I drove to Tom’s house to pick him up to get Annie from school together; I had to get him to drive because I was so worried I would hit someone or crash the car if I drove. My brain is a complete fog, and my concentration skills are zero. It’s ridiculous how hard this hits me every month.

While with Tom, I noticed he was wearing a pair of his jeans that were my favourite from when we were together. I wanted to tell him he looked really good in them, but I didn’t. I don’t want to give him any ideas because, as attracted to him as I am, I don’t want to have a relationship with him.

I don’t think we’d ever get back what we once had, so what would be the point? Still, it doesn’t stop me from dreaming.