When I'm reading about women's gender issues many people talk about how unhappy they were through puberty. How much they hated the changes to their body. And I feel no connection to that. I was excited by puberty. I felt constant frustration at how slow mine was. I spent years asking my mother to buy me a bra and she wouldn't because I didn't need one. Eventually when I was 14 she relented and bought me a couple, which I think were 28AA, for no other reason than I just really wanted them as I hated changing at school and wearing a half vest instead of a bra.
I didn't get my period until I was 16 so by the time it started I just felt immense relief. I knew my mother's started at 15 and my maternal grandmother's at 16. So I had hoped I'd continue the downward trend and start at 14. Then 15. I was so frustrated when my younger friends all started having periods before I did. My mum used to tell me I was lucky to not have to deal with periods at a younger age, which I just didn't believe as I wanted to be like my friends. When mine did eventually start I didn't even tell my friends for a few months as it just felt like old news at that stage.
While I'd been having changes in my breast from 11 and a half, they weren't changes that would have been obvious to anyone but me. Up to about 14, they weren't visible under any of my clothes and even then, only in tight t-shirts. When I was 16 going on 17, they suddenly started to grow and kept increasing, (around the same time my hips started widening) so by the time I was 19 I was wearing a 32F bra. And apart from how difficult it was to buy a bra in a narrow rib/high cup combination, I was pretty delighted with them. I would often be in a specialist bra shop/department and see younger women bra shopping, often with their mothers, who clearly hated their bigger breasts. And it was alien to me.
I couldn't identify with hating your body. I loved how I looked. As a young adult I found my figure very empowering. So as not to dripfeed, I do have a facial disfigurement from birth, so I possibly felt a massive relief at my body becoming more noticeable than my face. I'm also quite short, so my body shape making it obvious that I was an adult woman and not a child was also very welcome. But overall, I think the number one reason that I found puberty so comfortable and, frankly, desirable was the age at which it started and how long it took for it to ramp up. I have friends with daughters who's puberty is well underway before they have entered their teens and that honestly sounds horrific. Children with full, monthly periods at an age before I ever felt even the slightest change in my chest.
I think maybe, as puberty is starting earlier on average, if we should have some sort of education programme that focusses on how early puberty can maybe increase the likelihood of mental discomfort in your body. (At least in girls, I have no real idea how this effects boys.) Something to help teachers and parents help their students and daughters who are experiencing these changes maybe earlier than we did. And something to make boys and men cop the fuck on in how they treat pubescent girls and keep puberty and emerging sexual feelings more normalised.