I am sort of reluctant when it comes to writing about periods, because usually, whenever people talk about periods, it is like, 'I need chocolate because I am on my period,' *cough cough Zeinab* Or like, 'I do not want to talk to people because I am on my period.' People hardly talk about blood when they are on a period. If you mention the word period to a guy, they will cringe.
Okay, so I hate periods. I watched a TedEd talk and now I know why I have to endure them, but I still hate them.
When I am on a period, I feel like a piece of meat. It sucks.
After 5 years, I still do not know when my cycle starts and so my clothes still get stained sometimes. Which is the worst. Yesterday, like my trousers - thank God they were grey - got stained a bit. After I changed, I could not be bothered to be happy because literally, I was swimming in blood, which does not feel comfortable at all.
Another bad thing about periods for me is that sometimes it affects my mood. Like, the pain sometimes, is horrible. My legs usually hurt. Sometimes, I get stomach aches and shooting pain through my arms. To smile and remain cheery through that is really hard. And I do not use painkillers. I used to a lot, before. My dad made me think that every time I had a headache, which was quite frequent, that I should use painkillers. I started to think about how bad it was to constantly use a medication and so I stopped and now I only use painkillers if the pain impairs my ability to function so much.
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