In early April I decided to go on the birth control pill because Shawn and I are so not fond of the idea of having kids anytime soon. I’ve been on the pill before and while I remember it making me a little wonky in the head, it didn’t seem to interfere with my daily life or any of my relationships. I explained to my doctor that I wanted to be on one that would be least likely to make me crazy, so she put me on Yaz.

I’ve been taking it for a little over a month now and I must say I will not continue. Shawn and I were arguing sooo much because I was way too sensitive about absolutely everything. I am a sensitive person but I am also tough. I don’t normally cry the second someone looks at me wrong. Being on this crap makes me feel like shit about life when things are better than they’ve ever been.

I hate it that I can’t stick with the pill but it just isn’t worth it to me. There are other options for this sort of thing, ones that won’t have me crying and not knowing why or fighting with my boyfriend because I’m in the most rotten mood ever.