It’s a topic I’m probably too open with my friends & family about. But I think it’s sooo important to discuss it.
It’s the most natural thing in the world, and it hurts like a motherf*cking bitch. So, yes. I am going to discuss the stabbing pain I have in my stomach over morning coffee, if you can bore me to death about your hangover, I can talk about the blood free flowing from my vagina, that wasn’t self inflicted.
First off, I have a fucking heavy period with many clots. It’s extremely painful and very uncomfortable. You might think I’m over exaggerating, especially if you are not familiar with having a period. Most of the men in my life are blissfully aware of how horrible this time of the month can be, mainly because I won’t want to be chatty in work, I’ll move around a lot (we have to stand for the entire shift) and they’ll ask
“Lisa, are you okay?”
Now, in my head I’m like “no, I’m not fucking okay, I have a blood river flowing between my legs, I need to shit but am constipated resulting in a pain that starts at my anus and works up into my uterus and down into my vagina”
But in reality it’s more like “yeah, fine.”
That’s never enough though is it. They want to know exactly whats wrong, why am I going to the bathroom for the 3rd time in one hour? Why do I need to bring my bag? Why am I taking pills at work?
There’s only so much I can take before I snap! I tried to spare you, I knew you didn’t want to know.
You want to know what’s fucking wrong, Stephen? You really can’t put it together?!
I’m on my period, Steve. That’s whats wrong.