The Dot Demon

I hate my boyfriend 12 weeks per year, that is an entire 3 months out of the year that I feel extreme irrational, pure repulse at everything said or done by him. He cannot be himself without me causing extreme emotional pain to him, and even when he tries to tiptoe around it, I am like a merciless predator and actually seek him out with a laser pointer and no matter how nice, or how grumpy, or even normal he is, my mission is to destroy. It is not something I enjoy by any means, but the problem is I have a raging hormone pulsing through my body causing irrational tunnel vision toward my enemy....or victim in his case.

The problem is that this hormone blocks all receptors in ones brain of logic, reasoning, or compassion (or sometimes causes a bit of over compassion). This is a time when the general public is safe, but anyones husband or boyfriend, or significant other is sure to feel the wrath of once the dot demon comes out to play. It is like a hungry werewolf, during the day can mingle with people, love and form meaningful, loving relationships, however at night once the golden sliver of moonlight washes over him, will eat all in his path. Yes, it is exactly like this. We actually feel our extreme irrational logic is perfectly normal, and that we are realizing how terrible we have it as we rip the flesh and muscle from your bones with our 2 inch claws and glistening meat shredders.

A flip side to this demon is also the great overly sad sobbing that comes with it. I see a tiny puppy, got taken away from it's mother too young, and on top of it this idiot girl talks about kicking him before he gets hit by a car. I devise a plan on how I could steal him from them, but fail to allow my criminal instincts to take over me. So instead I start riding home on my moped. And start sobbing the entire 20 minutes home. The night lights forming into starred lighting making it so hard for me to continue driving I have to pull over in a parking lot and just cry my face off. Instead of this, I should have just pierced my talons into her soft belly and exposed her insides on the out, but the dot demon, as strong and viscious, can only select one person to prey on. Unlike the werewolf, it is incapable of anything else but sobbing when the focus is not on their selected mate.

I was discussing with a man about the dot demon. His wife's and mine. He after many many years of practice, something my boyfriend has not had the chance of yet, has perfected his defenses against the dot demon and can come out with minimal amount of wounds. I defended her saying to him, "you should feel bad for us that we have to go through this every month." His response actually made sense, they continously stay the same, and then have to take cover from this monster monthly, while we just sit there, completely unaware of the sane world around us. We actually think things are ok, and it is everything else, and let me repeat....WE BELIEVE IT IS RATIONAL! We should actually feel bad for them because they have the bad end of that deal. While I agree, I also say that is just a way to ensure that they have to experience some kind of pain with us as we get taken by our monthly possession.

Come on if they have to have a little pain with us while we go through this, I call it fair.... I mean we are the ones who got stuck with the birth, what's fair about that?