Free Pass

Women are programmed to say "yes."  We just are.  Maybe it's our ingrained maternal instinct, or maybe it is because society expects us to be softer around the edges than our male counterparts, but we women are used to giving above and beyond what is in our comfort zones. And for those of us who stand firm in our boundaries?  Those of us who refuse to give in when we really don't want to do something?  We are seen as bitchy, and tough.  We are perceived as having a certain hardness.  Women who speak their mind, who say "no" when they don't want to do something, who aren't afraid to let loose on someone who has it coming...well, they aren't tolerated well in this society.  Men who express anger at a given situation are seen as strong, while women are just cranky (or crazy!).  Which leads me to today's topic...

PMS (aka the monthly release valve).  As a woman, I can attest to the fact that PMS is a wretched experience.  However, it does have its upside:  when we women are in the throes of PMS, it's a free pass to vent our frustrations.  Men fear us.  Women pity us.  It's the one time a month when we can open up and express our irritations about life in a way that is acceptable to everyone around us.

I mean, think about it:  what other purpose could PMS serve, from an evolutionary standpoint?  As I'm writing this, I'm envisioning a caveman dragging his woman around by the hair, day after day...and then, just as she is ready to crack open his head with a rock as he is sleeping, that time of the month arrives. All of her frustrations come pouring out, he knows that the dark time has come once again, and he hides out for a few days while she simmers down.  The days pass, she has released all of her pent-up anger at this jackass dragging her around by the hair, and peace comes to the cave once least for the next 28 days.

I'm kind of kidding here, but I might not be so far off.  I honestly do feel that I have free reign over my right to grump around during this time.  I generally find pouting, complaining, and snapping to be unacceptable forms of behavior in my day-to-day life, but not during my bouts of PMS.  I pride myself on being polite, and usually I'm as easygoing as they come.  However, during a certain 24-48 hour window, I find my patience at a minimum.  Don't get me wrong; I don't use PMS as an excuse for all nasty behavior; I might feel cranky on the inside, but that's no reason to forgo being a decent human being. However, if I need something asap and I find someone purposely dragging their feet-well, they are going to hear about it.  And while I might feel guilty for this when I am in my "right mind," during this window of time I am blessedly free to speak up and let it all out.  And no one can judge me, for I am a victim of my hormones.

Ladies, what do you think?  Am I on to something with this theory?  Do you view PMS as an emotional release valve?