Why does my body fuck with me? I KNOW what a period feels like, for the most part. It has been a long time since I had one, but dammit, why did I hold on to that one glimmer of hope despite the premenstral cramps? I know better than that.
The whole way home from work on Friday, I felt it coming. But no, my period holds off until I POAS. Then I see the evidence on the toilet tissue.
Aunt Flo, you bitch. You let me waste a pregnancy test. I have been performing toilet tissue analysis for a week now. Holding it to the light... does that look pink? Two inches from my face... does that look pink?
One line. Not two.
WTF imagery provided by terrific grad student photographer, who did not approve me stealing this photo without asking.