:: Roller coaster ride ::

Being a woman means
every mth she gets to ride the emotional roller coaster for free.
A trip to the MoodswingLalaLand.

Experiencing different types of feelings,
she will be temporarily possessed by a pessimist demon
who will start clouding her mind with negativity.
Her heart easily prone to injury.
Its crash or burn.
She will be generous with tears for its the only trip that can make her laugh & cry all at the same time.

Oh, dont ask how it happened.
Her consistent reply will be 'I dont know'.

A major catastrophe will then occur.
When she starts her search for a victim who is usually a he (whom she loved dearly).
He will be left to the mercy of demonic forces, now residing in her soul.
She will throw her tantrums, mutter curses, be irrational, trapped him with questions that needed no answer. (Do you love me?)
Leaving him to wonder if she was the same person he had fallen in love with.

Behind all the melodramatic act triggered by what medical science termed as PMS,
(never a solid reason to validate a sudden change of mood yet had been widely used as an 'unexplainable' excuse),
she only wanted her feelings to be heard.
Comprehending her emotions is secondary.

Its temporary.
I dont know how to place a greater emphasis on that.

To the unsuspecting victims, brave through the ride with her.
For even as she screams at the top of her lungs, she still need a pair of hands to ensure she will be brought to safety.

I've belt up for my roller-coaster ride.
Are you ready, honey?

Hohoho.