Aunt Flo

I have come to terms with what being single means - no hugs at the end of a hard day, no support when life inevitably goes to shit and no sex.

Equally it means no drama, no conflict and the ability to do whatever I want whenever I want. If I feel like roasted broccoli that's what I do. I don't have to compromise and I don't have to be considerate of someone else. 

I'm okay with being on my own three weeks a month. The one week I have my period, though, is awful. There are tears, snot and so much sadness.