I was really hoping my body would hold out a couple more weeks before I was punished for the overexertion of the past month. Alas, I didn't quite make it to the glorious days of May before I got hit - that is if you don't already count my gawd-awful complexion, knotted shoulders, unexpected weeping, and repeated attempts to self-treat with red wine, chocolate, retail therapy, and The Notebook.
I just realized I become more like a normal woman when I'm stressed out.
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