Struggles Of Living In A Society

Continuation

   In the first part I stated that I have lived 10 years in Karachi. So basically after my fifth grade finished we moved to Lahore. At this very point I forgot about everything and the only thing which started worrying me was our financial state. Our family was going through one of the worse financial crisis.
   After my fifth grade finished, our summer vacations started. I still remember that how I and my sister knew that if once we go to Lahore. Our parents will out of blues tell us that we are shifting to Lahore. But still we both forced ourselves to leave that idea out of our minds.
    But soon we realized, when mom and dad started talking to us about changing our educational systems and stuff.
     When we shifted, we knew there is no going back and we should adapt the changing's in our surroundings. It was one of the most hardest time.
     I never wanted to leave my that city because no matter how it was, I loved it. I remember I used to lock myself in the washroom and used to silently cry. And if someone used to ask me if I cried I will always tell them that I sneezed a bit too much or I remembered someone who was close to me and passed away or I would tell them that I am just sleepy.
   By the end of the year I realized it wasn't just me who was suffering from depression and stress but also my sister was suffering from a terrifying depression. She literally became suicidal because she wasn't able to accept her surroundings and the drastic consequences we were facing. To this day if any one of us thinks about that time we end up in tears.
   Anyways the next year was a super sad year for us because in January our grandfather passed away. Now if the beginning was with a death what do you expect from the rest of the year. After two years of his death our grandmother was diagnosed with a cancer of last stage in her small intestine. Literally the whole year was spent in us worrying about our mother and grandmother's health. Because our mom had seriously taken so much tension about our grandmother's health that many times she used to forget about time and about her diet.
     But in this year I also got a painful as fuck gift and that was my period. Now for those who are really conservative and think that periods are something which should not be talked about in public can leave.
     My first periods lasted for 31 days basically a month. And if you are by any means think that my blood flow must've been slow and not so bad, well then you are very wrong because seriously I used to use a whole ass pack and a half of pads. My flow was sinfully too fast and veryyyyyy badddddddd. I had to get injections to reduce the flow because ths pills were doing nothing. But only one thing I got lucky was that I didn't suffered from pain for the first 4 times. But then my luck stopped and now I always get the worst cramps and everything you can imagine.
   Now as I wrote I got injections, so that means I went to the doctor and when you live in a Pakistani family it's most probable that your father is the one to take you to the doctor. Now as my father had to take me to doctor, he literally knew about my whole condition. I remember my mother telling me to relax and there is no worries of staining the bed in front of my father because I had to change my pad after every 15 to 30 mins (my flow was that bad).
    And at the end of this chapter which I got to accept was the shittiest of all, I will say my periods changed me completely because the medication I took was strong and now from my physic to the way I think I have completely changed.
   My physic changed in a sense that my jaw got very strong, my shoulders have broadened and my over all built resembles much to a mildly muscular boy or man. But I must accept the way I now carry myself is much more confident. And the reason why I am sharing this is because a lot of women in our society feel extremely shy and embarrassed.
     But ladies stop getting that embarrassed by something that's so normal. Our society has problems with nearly everything from having periods to not having periods, from having children late to never having children, from being a widow to a divorced woman and etc. etc.
    They will never stop making problems and issues till the time we tell them to shut up because we are much stronger than that. We need to talk about every normal thing which happens to us because that's the only way to stop them.