Why I Hate Estrogen

This was originally written as a response to a prompt on another blog. It’s a little awkward, but (oddly enough) it’s one of my favorites because I remember it so well. 

I don’t think I need to explain what, exactly, estrogen brings about. Y’all know… This story happened on one of *those* days.
 

TMI? 

We are sitting in the frozen yogurt shop thirty minutes before the weekly campus ministry meeting and my friend is telling me about how she and the guy she likes are FINALLY talking about dating. He did the most romantic thing ever last night. 

I am the only single girl at our table and my coffee (yes… I get coffee at the yogurt shop) is too sweet (never thought I’d say that). Oddly enough, I’m more upset about the coffee than the singleness. I waited all day for this coffee and it’s not right. This is tragic. I am sad. 

We get up to leave and my friend says, “I’m just so happy!” You know what? I’m suddenly ridiculously happy for her. 
I feel the burn. My eyes water. My throat tightens. I know it’s coming. I’m about to… cry. 

I rush out of the shop. I have to make it to the car before this happens. Yep. Driving while emotionally compromised is a great idea. My friends run after me. The car won’t unlock. They catch me. 

“Are you crying?” 

“No!” I screech. “I never…” A single tear falls onto the pavement with an ungodly loud splat. “cry…” Everyone just looks at me -and then it happens. I begin to sob in the middle of parking lot.

I’m not sad. I’m not happy. I’m angry. Because I’m crying. I hate crying. I hate emotions. I hate estrogen. 

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Why I Hate Estrogen

2 thoughts on “Why I Hate Estrogen

  1. Oh my gosh I love this! I can totally resonate! Being a Christian young woman on a college campus means there are two things every girl talks about: 1) Marriage 2) Babies – and of course the infamous ring by spring. It can be so overwhelming! You captured the voice of the emotionality well. 🙂 Thanks for sharing Ashley!

    Ciera @ The Write Things

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    1. I’m glad you enjoyed it. My friends and I still laugh about this from time to time because it was just such a bizarre thing for me to do. I really only cry about 4 times a year and NEVER in front of people!
      I am forever grateful that I was already dating someone when I spent my one semester at a Christian college. The boy/girl ratio at the school I went to is (or was) approximately 3:1, so when a new girl enters the student center all the matchmakers start buzzing… I started in the spring, so they knew they had work to do! 😉

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