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Periods Aren’t That Bad. They’re Actually A Whole Lot Worse: A Lesson For Non-Period-Havers
Disclaimer 1: This will probably get a little NSFW.
Disclaimer 2: Symptoms of periods vary from period-haver to period-haver. It pretty much sucks for everyone, though.
Disclaimer 3: I have a high pain tolerance. Really high. If I say something is really painful, it is really fucking painful.
And now for the reasons why having periods suck and it’s worse for us to have it than for you to hear about it:
There is blood coming from our vaginas. This is a very unpleasant feeling. We cannot “hold it.” Some people get a light trickling. Some, like me, get a Goddamn crime scene.
The ways to keep from bleeding all over everything include a pad, which basically feels like a diaper, and a tampon, which is basically shoving a cotton pipe up there, is not as much fun as it sounds, and can be very uncomfortable if done wrong. And doing it right is fairly hard. Thanks to good old Catholic sex ed, it took me about five years to figure out.
Cramps. I am lucky in that my cramps tend not to be THAT bad (thank you, high pain tolerance), but some get cramps so bad that the pain is comparable to appendicitis.
Headaches. What I lack in cramps, I often make up for in headaches. And not just any headaches. Agonizing headaches. They can start up to a week before the bleeding starts, they last a few days into it, and they don’t go away. No matter how much aspirin you take. Seriously, when I get menstrual headaches, I could down an entire fucking bottle of Advil and I’d probably die but my ghost would still have the headache.
Acne. I’m talking looking like Deadpool under the mask.
Indigestion. It isn’t fun.
Bloating.
Sometimes my actual vaginal region hurts. A lot. Enough to have me doubled over on the floor.
For some reason my anxiety gets worse sometimes around my period. Which is extra fun. There’s nothing like nearly calling the morgue because your dad was late from a basketball game, only to find out he was at Applebee’s.
Fatigue. Because I’m doing everything I normally do while my body is staging a mutiny.
Backache.
Just generally feeling disgusting.
This goes on for a week.
This happens every Goddamn month.
This generally starts around age twelve or so and lasts until maybe age 45.
If being a woman or period-haver wasn’t enough there are some more details. Seriously for me is the week I hate, like HATE being a woman.
Does anybody get like hungry as hell or not hungry at all? For me it depends sometimes in the morning or night I’m not hungry at all but by lunch time I’m starving.
I just want carbs: bread, pasta, pizza. And yes chocolate the darker the better and sweet things.
Just as the person said, I also have high pain tolerance. But when the cramps truly kick nothing almost no pain med works. And by the way read the instructions. The last time I went to a doctor for almost passing out of cramps she prescribed me a pain med, never told me I should eat something before taking it. Long story short I end up with a gastritis.
Acne? Yes and those fuckers hurt, they get awfully and easily infected.
Indigestion, constipation or diarrhea. Sometimes in a week you can have all of the above. And even the week before. And if you ever had salmonella you panic thinking you might have it.
Anxiety or depression get worse, and if you have body image issues your acne and bloating just make it worse.
The pain down there is fucking real, sometimes it hurts worse than a kick. Another that some period-havers will be a shame to admit yes you can get horny as hell.
Sleepy 24/7 no strong coffee, expresso or caffeine shot can wake you up.
Anything else?
I’d like to add that since I wrote this post I have developed Crohn’s Disease. For those who don’t know, Crohn’s Disease is an autoimmune disease that causes, among other things, diarrhea and cramps.
I literally cannot tell the difference between Crohn’s cramps and menstrual cramps, other than the time of month. (Maybe they are located in different places but all I know is that my abdomen hurts.) I cannot tell if I’m getting irregular because of my period or if I’m having a flareup.
Period symptoms literally feel like your immune system is attacking your innards.
Period-induced cold symptoms are a thing and I get them now. Mine are usually pretty mild but like… I get a sore throat and a stuffy nose EVERY MONTH and then I start bleeding.
I have Crohn’s disease too. It’s true your stomach kills on both. To me they feel a bit different so I can tell but I can’t tell if my anxiety is worse then than usual.
These kinds of responses are my FAVORITE. Some examples to answers to this question I have heard:
1.
“Okay, and who’s the president?”
“Obama, no wait, shit *vehemently* fuck, I hate him… what’s his name…”
“It’s okay, you know who he is.”
2.
“Who’s the president?”
“*drunkenly angry and confused* ..uhhhhhhh…Orange… damn it what’s the fuck’s name….
“Yup, good enough.”
3.
“And who’s the president,”
“Not fuckin’ Obama!”
“I feel ya.”
4.
“Who’s the president- wait, nevermind you’re from Korea you said, right? So who’s-“
“Everybody knows that Trump-bitch.”
“Oh, well, alright then.”
5. (My personal favorite)
“Who’s the president?”
“Ew.”
“Good enough.”
My roommate is a neurologist and has to do this check all the time. Her all-time favorite so far has been “ay dios mio” during which the woman was vigorously crossing herself.
lol me too , lady
One time I got “that orange fuck” from a very cute little old lady with urosepsis
I have - quite unintentionally - contributed to this phenomenon.
I was waking up from surgery in the post-op observation room, where they kept people before sending them off to the ICU. The nurse was talking to me as I was semi-awake, telling me that as soon as it was ready, I would be sent to room 2008.
I did not hear the word “room”.
I started trying to sit up and get out of bed (entirely unsuccessfully), shouting (mumbling forcefully), “He’s not president yet! I have to warn everyone!”
That’s awesome. Thank you for trying to warn us
you know how halsey said she hopes we lose our virginity to her song “young god” well like, maybe i haven’t lost my virginity yet because the universe was waiting for halsey to release her album so i could lose my virginity properly
The Winchesters checking you out
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Nah I’m too drunk for this right now
This makes my vessel blush
Halsey got me all kinds of fucked up
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Calum:Â My name's Blurryface and I care what you think My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
You became paranoid that everyone started judging you. People would be next to you, walking down the street, and start think you were pathetic or ugly. You cared about what people thought of you more than you would like to admit. But as you got older, the obsession of being judged got worse, mostly because you were dating THE Calum Hood from Five Seconds of Summer. he has been really patient with you and what you are going through. He makes sure to tell you nonstop “People are jealous of you. You’re beautiful, caring, and an amazing person”.Â
Michael: Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out
As much as you love the present time with your boyfriend, Michael, You wished it was the past a lot. you’d always think “i wish i could turn back time to the good old days when our momma sang us to sleep but now i’m stressed out.” You have been constantly interviewing to find a job, try to get a drivers license, and taking a college class. You were exhausted, and only wanted to remember the times that weren’t so bad, when your mom sang you and your sister to sleep. Each night you’d sing “you are my sunshine my only sunshine, you make me happy, when skies are grey.” You’d think of those days.
Luke: Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young How come I’m never able to identify where it’s coming from
At the house that you currently live at, you could smell a very familiar scent. You had no clue why it was familiar, but it brought back the memories of your childhood. It reminded you of the park you used to go to as a kid. You’d go on the swings, play in the sand, climb the trees, and play on the monkey bars. Never figuring out where the scent came from. It was your happy place, and that is one of the reasons you loved it so much. The other reason you loved it so much, was because you had an amazing husband to share the house with, and make new memories.
Ashton: We used to play pretend, give each other different names We would build a rocket ship and then we’d fly it far away Used to dream of outer space but now they’re laughing at our face Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money"Â
As a kid, you hated your name. You made everyone call you Talia, because you thought it was prettier. you would pretend to be an astronaut, and fly into space. In reality, you colored a cardboard box and sat in it for hours wanting to get away from earth. School was one of the worst parts of your childhood and that’s why you wanted to get away from it. No more, homework, bullies, and crappy school lunches. But now, You want to leave earth because of the responsibilities of being an adult. Of course now, you were being told by your parents to get up and go to work. “wake up you need to make money” those were the exact words you would get each morning.
my ass just got stuck in a kids rocket ride i guess i’m officially too big to have fun
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