y in sixth grade and remembering: ah. I am a woman wearing a woman's body. if, twice in two months, things unleashed according to some sort of schedule, i would go three months without a trace. convince myself i had been impregnated by air molecules, a toilet seat or from the sneeze of a stranger. my moods fluctuated and sometimes pms reared for years. binging, weight gain, puffy parts and sobbing.