Finally..*sigh

This morning, it finally visited me.
Well, I was quite worried about it coming late.
I only have 7 days, and it came on the 5th,
so of course I have the right to be scared.
I kept thinking,
"What if it still doesn't come on Sunday?
Should I keep taking those pills as prescribed?"
I was so scared that I even thought of making a quick visit to Dr. Leny.
The thing is this whole new prescribed pills are making me nervous,
and emotionally unbalanced,
which I'm afraid would affect people around me.
And I've been quiet sometimes,
too quiet sometimes,
as it makes me more comfortable shall I say?
I try to imagine, many times in fact, how those housewives can survive this condition,
just for the sake of family planning?
Those pills make me miserable,
not only for the fast-growing pimples,
but most importantly, they affect my life.
This is another difficult phase in my life.
I make jokes of it, seriously, many times,
because I become nervous whenever I take it seriously.
Life's not a joke,
therefore, whether I like it or not,
I have to think about this matter seriously in my head.
I'm not pathetic,
I do not need any sympathy,
but I do need companions at certain times,
and I'm trying to survive this whole crap alone, sometimes.
I'm not dying anyway.