Every month, I have a visitor— ‎a red personality 🩸. ‎ ‎I never gave him my address 🏠, ‎yet somehow, ‎my friend Progesterone or maybe her sister Oestrogen did 🤷‍♀️. ‎ ‎Knock knock 🚪. ‎“Who’s there?” ‎“Can I come in?” ‎ ‎Before I could even open the door, ‎he was already in my room 😖. ‎ ‎Ouch! 😩 ‎That was painful ‎ ‎Have you ever had a visitor that comes with so much pain? ‎For me—yes 💔. ‎ ‎He stands when I stand, ‎sits when I sit, ‎rolls when I roll on the bed 🛏️… ‎but oh, ‎he dances 💃 to the rhythm of my cry 😢. ‎ ‎At 20, I got tired 😮‍💨 ‎and decided to question my visitor: ‎ ‎“Why are you here, visitor?” ‎ ‎👤 Visitor: “I won’t stay for long. ‎Just a few days, then I’ll leave.” ‎ ‎👩 Me: “Then why the pain? 🤕 ‎The cravings 🍫 my pocket can’t afford 💸? ‎The headache 🤯, the acne 😬, the body aches 🥴? ‎Just go—you’re hurting me!” ‎ ‎👤 Visitor: “It’s for your own good. ‎I’m sure it doesn’t hurt that much.” ‎ ‎👩 Me: “Really? Then stop dancing so we can live in peace 😤.” ‎ ‎Well,IThank my  God 🙏 ‎ for paracetamol 💊, ‎for Felvin, ibuprofen… ‎they trimmed his dancing feet 🦶 ‎and weakened him until he left. ‎