As a ten year old, I had other things on my mind rather than thinking of or anticipating my period. I never thought that I would hit puberty in a somewhat early age so obviously I couldn't care less about waiting for it to come. I remember I was in a car on my way to somewhere when I felt my stomach aching, then I asked my dad if we could stop over to his office so I could go to the bathroom to relieve myself. When I finally sat down on the toilet and pulled my shorts down, I saw blood everywhere (Note: I was wearing cream colored shorts). I knew then what was happening but I still felt so confused as to why it happened at that certain time and at that certain age. I panicked and started rubbing off the blood with toilet paper but it was no use; so I did what I had to do, I yelled. Please remember that it was in my dad's office so that meant the place was full of people working. My dad came rushing in the bathroom and when he saw me there almost covered in blood, he ran back out. Thanks a lot, dad. After a few minutes of sitting alone wondering where my dad had gone to, the office’s secretary comes in with a pad in her hand (this is where we all start cringing). As if it wasn't embarrassing enough that she was seeing me that way, she had to wash me. You know what that means? The office’s secretary had touched my punani.
I had to wear my mom’s yoga pants the whole day after that and when we met with my mom, you know what she said? “Congrats”. Basically, I will never forget how I got my first period.
P.S. I seriously want to know if there are worse situations than mine, so leave a comment!
- Reign Gonzales