What a Bleedin’ Shame [Qmunicate]

At the risk of sounding like the one-woman show in the Friends episode: The One with The Soap Opera Party, I’ve got something to get off my chest.

I got my first period when I was twelve. Then, for some reason, I didn’t get another one for months. It was a hiccup, a one-off, a warm up act. Then, sitting in a classroom about four months later, I felt my stomach ache in a weird twisting motion and I became very uncomfortable in my chair. Β I was eventually sent home from school with a headache because I didn’t have the courage to tell a teacher what was really happening. I sat in the bathroom for ages trying to work out how to deal with this strange new conundrum.

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