Nope, I don’t want to talk about the way you end a sentence, I want to talk about menstruation, a thing some women love to talk about while the majority of us (at least I’m assuming it’s the majority because I consider myself part of it and I’m always the deciding factor when it comes to majorities in my world) are too shy or ashamed to talk about it.
The Youtuber Ingrid Nilsen made this great video on the topic of periods and it got me thinking because, like I said, I’m one of those people ashamed to talk about it. I guess it also comes from having went through life having almost exclusively close male friends. And also because I’m a person who is really good at being ashamed of a lot of completely normal things.
I got my period for the first time in 8th grade while my entire year was on a school ski trip. It was January of 2002 and I was 14 years old which made me one of the late bloomers in my class, period-wise. All of my friends had already gotten theirs. Although I claim the ski trip as my first period, it wasn’t much more then some spotting in my panty and the real thing came about a month after that. I remember being really afraid of telling my mom about it. I have no idea why, but I was.
It’s funny that I was so afraid to tell her because on the other side, I was really excited because surely, this little bit meant that I would finally be a real woman with real boobs and all that stuff. Little did Past!Me know about cramps and the other downsides, she just wanted to be a part of the group and also having to stop wondering in what inopportune moment she’d get her first period.
Yesterday, when I started writing this post I was all “let’s doooooo thiiiiiissss” and now I don’t really know what to say on the subject. It occurred to me that I now have had my period for half my life and it will soon get to the time when the part of my life during which I’ve bled regularly from my vagina will be lager than the time I haven’t. That’s some fun statistics for you.
There is no particular point to this post outside from making myself uncomfortable. Which is a good thing. Every now and then I need to challenge myself into doing something I wouldn’t normally do. This is such a thing. Now you can all raise your hand if this post made you a little bit uneasy.