I remember being a teenager when me and all my friends were so desperate to start our periods as it was such a milestone, the sure sign we were growing up and womanhood was beginning….
And now they’re the absolutely bane of my life.
- The cramps, the headaches, the exhaustion.
- The clots, the mess, the flooding.
- Being confined to the house for at least 2 days.
- Sitting on towels, clothes being ruined.
- The endless washing.
- The heating always being on to try and get all my period pants dry as I’m going through 5 pairs a day.
- Waking up constantly throughout the night due to leaks.
- The accompanying diarrhoea.
- The anaemia.
- Doctors really not caring how much it impacts your life.
The only good thing is that it gives me a valid excuse to cuddle a hot water bottle 24/7.
Mind you, another positive is that my two sons are going to be super sympathetic towards any future girlfriends as they witness every month the crap and misery I endure (and are very sweet about it).
I know the menopause is going to bring with it lots of negative experiences too (us women are so lucky aren’t we?!), but after 26 years of periods I am so done with them!
I know my experience of having periods isn’t the reality for all women, but it’s my reality and I wish they would fuck right off!
I feel better for the rant.
My heart goes out to all the women who have it worse than I do.
Currently sitting on a towel with my hot water bottle and feeling very sorry for myself.