An Open Letter to the Period
Dear Period,
You couldn’t have picked a better time. Really? My birthday? I guess it’s partly my fault, but it’s not like you haven’t done this before – the day before Ladies Weekend ’06, at the water park, that first date? Granted there wasn’t going to be a second but I couldn’t finish my drink because my “aunt called and said it’s urgent."
You show up at such clumsily picked moments.
That’s why I’m skipping you next month. The commercials told me I could.
And it’s not just the three month pills that allow you to skip. If I just keep taking the active pills, no period. Don’t worry it’s safe. The pill prevents ovulation, which is what the body naturally does when it’s pregnant. So, it’s later for you old friend.
But I don’t want to seem ungrateful. I remember longing for you – 11, 12, 13 years old – you couldn’t come fast enough. You see, I wanted to be a woman. All my friends had their periods and it seemed like I was the only one who didn’t. When you finally came (another inopportune time – days before my eighth grade graduation for which I had to wear a white dress) I was overjoyed and relieved. I finally felt normal.
So, I do appreciate you. Because of you, I can give life.
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