I have been riding the struggle bus this week. Actually, I feel less like I’m on a bus ride and more like I got run over by the struggle bus. No joke. This premenopausal stage of life is not for the weak. And I am feeling pretty damn weak. There is not enough caffeine in the world to battle the debilitating fatigue that hits me every month the week before the dreaded menstrual period arrives. Granted my period itself is not so terrible anymore, but the PMS symptoms are absolutely life altering. I simply cannot function. I want to curl up in my sweatpants, eat all the Doritos and ice…