Death of a child.
My mother said I became bitter after my first period when I was 13.
When I got my period I didn't tell anyone because I thought I had wet my pants,
I didn't think that I had blood coming out of me for the sake of just coming out of me.
I had genuinely thought I peed myself and when my mother figured out she laughed.
When she found out she came to me and said, "It's official, you're a woman!"
I cried when she left.
13 and an adult.
And with adulthood comes bitterness.
So that's what I became.
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