>Be fifteen.
>Immeasurable pain in third class of the day.
>Pack bag. Sneak out.
>Go to bathroom. Not sure which end needs to be aimed at toilet.
>Blood everyfuckingwhere. No pads. Need to make toilet paper pad out of shitty 1ply toilet paper that comes in individual sheets.
>Vomit and fucking GUSHING blood.
>Crying, dizzy shaking with pain and blood loss, ask to go home at reception.
>No one home.
>Passes out in waiting room.
>Wakes up to blood all over the chair, floor and a boy cowering from me.
>Begs them to call my mum again and try neighbor's house.
>Tell me to go back to class, that neighbor is not allowed as she isn't mum.
>Faint again.
>Neighbor is finally called due to instruction from the male science teacher who came looking for me when friend told him I'd snook out.
>Feels like there is a knife up there.
After that the doctor finally put me on birth control, but it was fucking painful anyway and caused mega migraines. I was called two years later to be told that my pill had issued warnings that users of it with migraines where having strokes. I have a new pill now that stops me having to deal with periods at all. Fuck yeah.
>Be sixteen, the months after above event.
>Mum and doctor tell me to take the heaviest days off school due to immense pain, heavy flow and fainting.
>Boy in class notices I am away for roughly three days to a week each month.
>Links this to full moon. Shows me internet chart to proove it.
>Spreads rumors I am a werewolf.
>mfw
>Six months of this.
>A different boy brings up this nickname in front of science techie.
>Science tech asks why they call me this, as he hears it a lot.
>Boy explains.
>Tech has many lols, and calmly asks him what else women do for a week each month.
>Name calling stopped.
>I became legend.
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I actually ended up dating the boy who made it up for about two years.
