And then I turned twenty years old.
My periods changed suddenly--went from seven days long to only about four! Imagine the niceness of that. Yes...quite nice. (If you can truly give any period that description.) My cramps died down a bit so that I sometimes didn't even need to pig out on chocolate and take 800 miligrams of ibu.
And then came year twenty one.
Everything went back to how it was before with the acception of two completely depised additions: Moodiness and Fatigue. I hate those two dastardly vllains.
Why the change? I call it my second and third puberty, but really...my body's never been able to make up it's mind. My cycle either isn't a cycle at all or has it's own idea of what a cycle should be.
Takeaway note: The period is just as individual is the woman it belongs to.
Dear Men was submitted to me by Anonymous. Send me your peoms, pictures, videos, comics, etc. about periods to firstname.lastname@example.org