I'm Crabby!

WARNING: This may be too much information for all of you. However, this is my blog, and I need to vent!!
I've discovered over the last several years that I have really bad PMS. I mean, I have all the stereotypical symptoms. It's AWFUL!!!!
I think, in general, I'm a pretty easy-going person. Sure, I get a little frustrated in the car when the person in front of me is going 20 under the speed limit, but that's not all the time.
During my PMS week, I'm like Dr. Jekyll and Mrs. Hyde, I swear! I go from being irritated at everything, to snapping someone's head off, to crying, to depression, and all over again. My family members have been the unlucky recipients of most of this. I don't think Matt knew what he was getting into. It's not that I want to do it--it's not that I want to lash out at somebody or that it's even about that person. It's my issue, but I honestly can't control it. I know that sounds like a cop out, but I wouldn't lie about something like that. I feel a marked difference between how I feel most of the time and how I feel when my PMS is flaring up. I don't feel this way any other time. Poor Matt doesn't know what to do with me, and I feel exactly the same about myself.
My tendency at this point is to just want to hibernate and not interact with others. That way, no one will have to experience this with me. That's not always possible, though.
Believe it or not, I have gotten better. I've learned to step back and recognize the source of my issues and just bit my tongue. Unfortunately, I'm not perfect yet.
SO FRUSTRATING!!
If you've been on the receiving end of my wrath, I'm really sorry. Believe me, it's not personal. Sometimes, I hate being a girl...