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CD2, and Political Pills

I am in the grip of viral - nasal congestion, a dull headache, body ache and low grade fever. 

I also started my periods yesterday, and traditionally my CD2 has always been the heaviest day.

TMI Ahead

I am yet to reach a meh about getting my periods every month. I can't wait to be done. I have changed one pad and four tampons between 6 a.m. to now (6 hours), and expect to be taking this beat till evening. Not the most productive thing to do.

TMI Finished

I got into a verbal sputter with someone on FB today morning. The post by Z was sarcasm on the liberals about the taking in of Roh.in.gyas. We are not the main country where Rohingya are coming, but our borders have been porous for the main country sheltering them. 

Here is the gem:

(I am the trippy red icon in the discussion)



After a point of time, I hung my mental boots and exited the discussion. The other party must be labelling it a win, but I am just exhausted.  

I will never be able to convince the other person to  change their hateful opinion. I do not want to be labelled as liberal, or more interestingly a libtard (liberal retard, yikes). 

Since when did sensitivity become a crime? 

Grrrrr....

Comments

  1. areyoukiddingme20 September 2017 at 02:24

    So...you were having a really good day?

    I frequently have those sorts of FB discussions. I have no idea what happened to empathy. And I don't mind being labeled as liberal.

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