Menarche. tw:menstruation
It was the first of many, of course, but it was much unlike the rest.
I didn’t get The Talk beforehand or afterwards, but I was excited for it to come.
I had my own stash of tampons (to the chagrin of my mother - probably because she came of age when TSS was still a reality) and I was absolutely, completely ready.
When it came, it was quiet and warm and tame and docile. There weren’t any surges of heavy flow or intense emotion or searing pain or anxiety or weird dreams or huge waves of libido crashing over me just beforehand.
It was brownish-red, copper like a shiny new penny, and I welcomed it like a new friend. I felt lucky, blessed, relieved.
My period ended three days later.
I missed it.
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