TGI PMS

Today was a little bit bizarre. I thought I was coping (Webster: "to deal with and attempt to overcome problems and difficulties") with some bad luck. But then I just started to CRY. And while I was able to stop myself through sheer willpower, I began to question my whole mental well-being. Hours later, having arrived safely back home, I realized I had PMS without knowing it. Praises be, I'm not all that crazy. Who came up with this condition anyway? It's medical and real, right? I mean, the mental part of it? Right? Right?