Dear Diary

How I Feel About My Period:

Dear Diary,

Well I don't know how I feel about it really, but I sure can tell you how I feel when it's going on: personally, when my uterus is being scraped and bleeding out through my vag, it makes me want to scream and pull my hair out all at once.

All the while these lovely urges are going on, it's as if a monkey is being approached by a tree full of bananas when I see a picture of even a slightly attractive male. I then tell myself: 'You are about to have dirty thoughts, Reagan. Really d i r t y thoughts, and once you start thinking them, you'll feel bad and immoral, but you have an excuse: you are on your period. It simply cannot be helped.' And so I think them. And then I literally start debating if having sex with a random stranger would be so bad after all.

While this is going on, I realize I am thinking way too much. My head is pounding. I need Advil ASAP. Then just as my mom approaches me in the kitchen asking me a million questions as to why I am feeling the need to down three of them at once, I do the one thing I feel like doing: I yell at her, and I am the one thing that I'm best at x10 in this moment: being bitchy. This causes me usually my phone and privileges with the very few friends that I have.

So if I have to sum up how I feel about my period, well I guess I would just say, I normally end up sulking in my room alone, teary-eyed and sexually frustrated, being cut off from the world and communication, while debating the value of my morals. You shouldn't try it sometime.

-xoxo,

R