I don't ken much to the stereotyped idea that when a woman is... shall we say less than her most friendly, that she is "on the rag".
However, I do find it comforting at times - when I am obsessive and anxiety ridden - that I am, in fact, on the rag. It makes me seem oh-so-much more reasonable. (Ohhhhh! That's why I'm freaking out! Nice. I can calm down now.)
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