I mean, I knew what a period was. I knew that all ladies had it--that they bled for a certain number of days--and that sometimes their stomach hurt. But I didn't know what that had to do with me.
Until one day, some time during the summer, I woke up and there was dark red blood all over my underwear. Did I hurt myself? I thought. Do I have a cut? What is going on here?
My mom was at work. My grandparents were home, but there was no way I could talk to them about this. I mean--come on--grandma's old, what if I showed it to her and she keeled over?
I mean, I knew what a period was. I knew that all ladies had it--that they bled for a certain number of days--and that sometimes their stomach hurt. But I didn't know what that had to do with me.
