I was 13 when I got my first period. I remember lamenting my entry into womanhood. It was pretty pathetic, but then again I was a spoiled brat.
There was one moment I distinctly remember. My aunt, AC, came over and I told her as soon as I was old enough I was going on birth control… I no longer wanted to have periods. Three periods in my life was enough. She only laughed and said that birth control didn’t quite work that way.
Do you ever feel like you uttered something into the ether and then it actually came true? If only I had cast an early spell for a hatred of french fries and size six hips.